••• Kyson’s POV •••

“Hear that, Kyson? She likes me better than you,” Night said happily as he skipped and rolled around in my head.

I snorted. “Show her this side of yours, and I’m sure she’ll prefer me to you.”

“Someone’s jealous,” Night said in a sing-songy voice.

“Why should I be jealous?” I scoffed as I walked toward the office.

“Oh, puh-lease. You don't even want to share her with me, your own wolf.” Night rolled his eyes, and I ignored him.

“Admit it, Kyson. You want her, too. You put her in the room next to you. That’s our mate’s room. You asked Beta Christine to prepare...