Christopher's insides were burning with jealousy and resentment as he looked at them.
Their bond looked natural as if they knew what the other person was thinking just by looking into each other's eyes.
Abigail's one request was enough for Jasper to back down.
And he…
Well, she kept begging him to calm down, but he kept lashing out at Jasper. How was he supposed to compete with him?
Even though Jasper stepped back, he actually won the battle. Through his actions, he won more admiration from Abigail.
All this notion made him more and more restless and irritated.
He grabbed her arm and drew her toward him while she was still looking at the door.
"Why did you call him?" he spat. "What is it that I can't solve, and you have to seek his assistance? Do you think I am useless? Do you believe he is more capable than I am?"
