March 31st excerpt:
Jacob frowned faintly. He hadn’t expected the agent to make it this far into the woods so quickly, and normally he’d be sheepish about getting caught like this. But at the moment, he couldn’t think about that.
He’d seen just a hint of green in the man’s hands before he closed them up.
Jacob closed the distance between them, unable to stop himself from bristling a little. But, as he got closer, he forced his broad shoulders to relax a little and held up his hands briefly to show he carried no threats with him. He was cautious, but not aggressive.
“What’s in your hands?” he asked, not bothering to conceal the ice in his tone.