After I Cut My Bond with Alpha, He Regretted It
That unease was shattered by Elara’s soft call, her voice reaching out for Mitchell nearby.
Jax was partying with the young wolves by the bonfire, celebrating getting rid of Sera, their "gloomy" future Luna.
In the mental image, Jax’s arm was slung carelessly over Elara’s shoulder. They were dancing wildly, and the sight of it just grated on Mitchell. He felt a strange irritation.
He shot an ice-cold mental command straight at Jax.
Jax’s voice came back, slurred with booze and annoyance, "Mitchell? Can't you see we're having a goddamn good time?!"