Chapter Four

Jason's POV

The party was in full swing. I couldn't describe how good it felt to have my girl near me. In public. I'd dreamt about this. Being with her was more than right.

      It would've been better were it not for the a*****e approaching us.

      "Ah, if it isn't the birthday girl." Gregory Carter, a fellow shifter, who wanted to be Cal's successor, snickered. "Gregory Carter, Miss Jennifer."

      “It's so lovely to meet you!” Jen enthusiastically responded. It reassured Gregory in a way that immediately made him feel that he had the upper hand.

      “The honour is mine.” He kissed her knuckles which caused my lips to purse and eyebrow to raise. “Maybe we can talk later?”

      “Of course. I'd love to get to know more about Cal's associates.”

      “If you'll excuse me.” Gregory merged into the party closely followed by Cal.

      “You do know who that was right?” I whispered in her ear.

      “My saboteur.” She muttered so quietly that I almost didn't hear it.

      It was then that I noticed Cal and Gregory's departure from across the room. Damn.

      "Jen, can you excuse me?" I half growled.

      "Of course." She replied as I disappeared into the crowd.

      I hope that tool wasn't going to ruin Jennifer's night.

      Jen reminded me of why I chose to be a medic within the Navy. To prevent people getting hurt, and helping them survive. In a way she way mine.