Chapter 20

Jake’s ‘inner wolf’, who has already steadfastly determined Snow to be his mate, seethes to the surface; and, indignantly lashes out by authoritatively growling in a ferocious tone, “Snow’s not a rogue; she’s my mate! … And; she will be this pack’s Luna; and, they will respect her as such!”

This was Snow’s first glimpse at the underlying rage which dwells down inside of Jake Thornton; and, she was slightly taken aback by it … she even shuddered, and, shuffled back a little, when she first started hearing that almost ‘demonic’ sounding voice emitting from his sinisterly, pursed lips. Although admittedly, at the same time; Snow … or, more than likely, Snow’s ‘inner wolf’ … was strangely enamored by the intense ferocity; and, somewhat aroused by his ‘wolf’s’ powerfully, domineering presence. True, she was startled by him; but, also was experiencing some sort of exhilarating, erogenous rush … momentarily causing her nipples to perk up; and, the heat to reappear and rise up in her crotch area.

Charles’ response, of course, was a quick eye roll and snap of the fingers. “And, here we go again … looks like someone’s having yet another hissy fit.”

And, Annette … who, like Charles … knows her son all too well; just laughs when she hears Charles’ sassy, cavalierly remark.

Harold places his hand on Jake’s shoulder, and tells him, “Calm down. I’m not telling you not to take Snow as your mate. … Believe me when I tell you that your mother and I don’t have any objections.”

Snow immediately thinks … Uh; hello … over here … I object.

“All I’m saying is that it’s not going to be easy. … You’re probably going to wind up butting heads with most of … if not all of, the Elders on Council.”

Jake grins. “Yeah, well; if I remember correctly … you butted heads quite a bit of times with the Elders yourself, while Alpha.”

Harold grins. “Yeah; I suppose I did at that. … Good times; good times. … But, still … it wasn’t over anything as controversial as this.” He briefly stares at Jake, without saying a word; trying to see if he can gauge the fervor behind his son’s conviction. Then he asks, “Are you sure you’ ready to do this?”

Jake turns around to look back at Snow, and, gazes upon her with those dreamy eyes of his; and then, smiles at her with those delectably, plump, kissable lips … this is more than enough to cause Snow’s nipples … which were just starting to soften after being aroused by his ‘inner-wolf’s’ rant … to instantly perk up again. He looks back to his father; and, delivers a resolute, concise, three word affirmation of …

“Yes I am.”

His father proudly smiles. “Good.”