Chapter 33

Shiro: I can't leave my territory right now. But I can talk over the phone.

Jett: Not good enough, Prince. This has to be in person.

Shiro: Where do you want to meet?

Jett: How about that shed of yours right by my territory lines? Is that safe enough?

He impatiently waited for a reply. Dr. Bailey had told him to get some sleep to get his wounds to heal faster, but he just couldn't. He was restless as his soul threatened to pull him all the way to that man. He needed some answers. But, more importantly, he needed to see him. Because the last time he saw him was when he had those cold eyes. The ones that he had when he was looking at him as if he was an enemy, rather than a mate. That wasn't the real Shiro. And Jett needed to finally see him with that mask of his off.

Shiro: That's safe. No one typically goes near that one unless it's for purposes such as when we went to your territory to help with the hunters. I have some chores to do, but I'll meet you there.

Jett: Chores? After what