Moon Called (Mercedes Thompson, #1)

by Patricia Briggs

‘Mine,’ he said. Adam’s eyes narrowed. ‘I don’t think so. She is mine.’ It would have been flattering, I thought, except that at least one of them was talking about dinner and I wasn’t certain about the other.

‘Don’t touch her,’ whispered Adam. There was a shadow of threat in his voice, and he must have heard it, too, because he added, ‘Please.’

‘Mercedes … Mercy.’ He looked away from me, staring down the slope of the mountain as if the meadows below held some secret he was looking for. ‘I’m as unsettled as a new pup. You eat my control.’

Don’t really buy this ‘everyone loves Mercy’ bs. She has close to zero personality.

I was worried because Adam was so passive, not a state I’d ever seen him in before.

What do you mean? He's been like this all book.