Chapter 107. Poking the Beast

Maxwell’s POV

“We have an issue, Alpha!” My beta shoots throughout the link, the anger clear in his voice.

“Ugh!” I groaned out loud, dragging my hand down my face dramatically. “Fuck sake!”

“What is it?” I snap, resting my head on my mate’s lap; Mia’s fingernails scraped up and down my neck and into my dark hair.

“He won’t leave the girl’s side,” Marcus explained dryly.

“We expected as much!”

“No, Alpha, I mean he won’t let me even touch her; Archer is giving off serious touch her and die vibes.” He pushed the subject. Sighing into Mia’s lap, I let her sweet scent distract me from Jason’s infatuation with the redhead.

“He is acting like a mated male,” Marcus warns. Yet again, I whine into my beautiful mate’s lap, gripping her light fabric skirt.

“He IS a mated male!” I retreat.

“I am aware, and last time I checked, he was mated to MY daughter! Not this demon groupie!” Marcus growled; I could feel his anger through our lin