Talia couldn't believe that Damon was in the mood for joking. Or was that flirting? "Can't you assess the severity of the situation?"
Damon chuckled. "I already told you. No one matters other than you, kitten. The only restriction I have is not to disclose we are mates. Other than that, I can do whatever I want, including sending Marcy and her group of clowns packing. I didn't want them here anyway."
Damon tapped the tip of Talia's nose with his index finger, and he had to remind her, "It was you and your wolf who demanded that I allow them to come here."
Talia lowered her head guiltily. Damon was right.
Damon touched her chin, making her look at him. "Tell me what happened, so that I have context when I kick them out of here. Or should I watch the security footage?"
Talia was confused by Damon's easygoing attitude. She really wanted Marcy to scram, but… "What if Alpha Edward causes trouble?"
