Chapter 33

Calum looked over his shoulder for the hundredth time, making sure no one was following them. He knew Jake had said he’d keep an eye out, without invading their privacy, but he trusted nothing on this mountain until the sick bastard running the village was taken down.
“No one will follow us,” Shaelan whispered, her arm brushing against his as they walked. “Aunt Marilyn gave her word and I believe her.”
He grinned, “Yeah, I don’t think I’d want to be on her bad side.” He wanted to hug her against his side, but knew if he touched her right now he’d be laying her down in the long grass… Shaking his head, he focused on calming his cat down. If he pranced around any more inside him, Calum’s ass was going to be wiggling as he walked. Like he was sure Brock’s did when no one was looking. Hello?! Get your head together! Glaring at the ground, he sighed. He was a mess. Going to be with his mate and thinking about a gay jaguar… He was going to be with his mate for the first time, he didn’t count being chained to the wall, neither of them knew then. He was nervous, which was honestly the first time in his life he’d had this feeling.