“Just because we can accept that you’re mates doesn’t mean we like the look of any male wrapped around you like a clinging vine,” said Brad. Dan nodded. “He needed to fight for you, prove he could protect you.” Ally sighed, turning to Shaya as she pulled away from a fully healed Cain. “I don’t understand men.” Shaya patted her hand. “I’m not sure we’re supposed to, sweetie.”
