Chapter 248 - Marksman

• “Oh, put me down,” I sigh, defeated, going limp and smacking at Jackson’s back as Jesse and Rafe likewise step aside, checking in on each other, speaking softly. “I’m shamed enough by my lack of athleticism, you don’t have to rub it in.”
• “You did very good today,” Jacks lies, setting me back down on my feet and slipping his hands into his pockets, I think to avoid the urge to touch me more, to pull me in tight against him like I very much want him to.
• My wolf howls sharply at being so denied and I sigh, grinning at my mate. But then I glance at my brother, deep in conversation with my cousin, and step closer to Jackson. “So, what was that about?”