Chapter Thirty-Eight - Mason

The woman staring back at me blinked several times. This couldn’t be real, but it made sense. She had wolf blood on both sides. She’d found her mate and been bitten. Had it activated something inside of her? Jessica chuckled under her breath and gave me a death glare. Her anger was out of the ordinary. This wasn’t a mood swing. My wolf could feel the irritation radiating off her in waves. “You think I’m a wolf? I’ve already told you that I haven’t heard anyone talking to me in my head, Mason. Could someone please get me something to eat?” Stan looked over at me again. He had turned pale as a ghost. Maybe he was afraid for her to be dragged into this world. Or what she would turn out like since she had a double bloodline. Either way, he looked scared. “I’m going to get you something to eat,” Stan said, leaving me with her. I shot him a death glare over my shoulder. A new wolf was dangerous. They were on edge, unable to control their emotions and uneasy. I turned to Jessica, and