Chapter 87

Caroline's POV When I felt a hand grip my shoulder, I already knew who it was. My whole body tingled at Draven's touch, Rory whimpering with recognition. His cedar and musk scent enveloped me. "Caroline," Draven growled low in my ear,"I'm getting tired of chasing you around town only to find you surrounded by other males." His possessive tone made my knees weak, but I wasn't going to let him see that. "Oh look, the cavalry has arrived," Eleanor quipped, not even bothering to look at Nate's face. "Again, Kyle? Every time I see you girls now, you're surrounded by this pack of wolves?" Luke ranted, and we all burst into laughter. "Nobody invited you here!" Kyle shot back without even glancing at Luke's direction. "Really? So my dear wife just happened to tell me exactly where and when she'd be tonight because she wanted me informed of her whereabouts?" Luke huffed sarcastically. "I simply spared you the effort of tracking me again," Kyle retorted, "but I never invited you or your little w