Chapter 35. Moonstone

Ainsley

I’m convinced I’m cursed.

Of course, I’d be recognized, even all the way out here.

This has to be a new record, right?

“I’d know those eyes anywhere,” he says, stepping forward only a hair before Liam’s sharp growl forces him to freeze again.

Satisfaction rolls through me at the protectiveness of my mate.

The past few times there has been conflict, it seems we’re both on either side of it—whether that be from Liam facing off against me or one of my packmates. This happens to be the first time we’re standing on the same side where protecting me against an adversary is front and center.

It’s nice to feel safeguarded, even without worrying about this enforcer fighting us.

He seems too… intrigued for that.

If he were actually concerned about us encroaching on his pack’s territory, he would’ve called for backup. Or at least kept to the shadows in order to strike us without warning. But so far, he’s been upfront abou