“You better not be doubting me, Mounty,” he whispers against my lips, and I grab a fistful of the buttery-soft shirt he’s got on. “Nope. I’m just preparing myself for the entire night. I’ve got to be the Wolf, and you’ve got to focus on your fight, which means I’ll watch your back. If the Jackal shows up, if he has men there, you’ll be a prime target. I’m going to keep you safe while you do this for us. That’s family.”
