Chapter 147

When he glanced down at her, he didn't looked displeased by her position either.

Dread filled her as Jordan went to the empty chair and pulled her onto his lap, facing the table. Trish huddled against him, barely daring to breath as the Wolf continued to look at her. To her complete consternation, he looked her over before giving her a brief smile and turning away. Jordan ignored the Wolf's inspection, tucking Trish against him and reaching out to take a drink from the glass at his place.

"So, Jordan, finally got your girl?" The woman sitting beside them asked, grinning. It wasn't as easy to tell with everyone sitting down, but she seemed the smallest in stature. She had lightly tanned skinned, dark hair and eyes, and a kind of controlled confidence that Trish envied. Despite her size, she didn't seem like the kind of woman anyone would want to mess with.

"This is Trish. Trish, Zadia," Jordan said calmly. Hearing him say her