JORDAN'S POINT OF VIEW

I paused on my food, my eyes fixed on him. He seemed quite smitten and I was curious to know what he had to say. His silence only made things worse and I could barely keep my anger in check.

“Are you going to speak up or keep acting like some moron?” I yelled, banging my hand against the table.

He shuddered a bit, parted his lips and began to speak, “A soldier who had accompanied Miss Laura and her sister back to their pack had suddenly returned.”

I hissed, pissed that he had created a scene for something as trivial as that. “Is that all...