"He didn't say anything," Jasmine said, sitting down in my office and letting out a sigh.

"Nothing?" I asked, brows creased together.

Surely, Holden had something to say about my Bria. If he really was with The Council, he would've at least tried to make a move today at lunch, asked about her schedule, or who she roomed with here. He needed to get information, at least that's what I thought.

"All he asked was if Bria had a boyfriend."

I balled my hands into fists. I'd kill that fucking boy now.

Levi strolled in with his hands stuffed into his jean pockets. "Maybe he asked you that Jasmine, but we had a pretty lengthy conversation while you were in the bathroom freaking out that we were talking to someone from The Council."

Jasmine rolled her eyes. "Ugh, you holding an intelligent conversation. Since when?"

"Actually, I have intelligent conversations all the time. I just dumb myself down for you."

After punishing Levi hard in the arm, Jasmine growled and turned back to me with her lips pressed together in a tight line. "I couldn't get any information out of him either. He was so tight-lipped about everything, even his past. He was almost too convincing."

"And if Bria didn't recognize him, maybe he recently joined The Council," Levi said, sitting beside Jasmine and shrugging his shoulders. "When I talked to him, he only asked about Bria a couple times. Nothing that you would particularly want to hear about."

"Like what?" I asked, raising my brow.

"Nothing," Levi said.

"Levi," I growled. "What?"

He grimaced. "You know, like... how attractive Bria is. He wanted to know if I ever had a thing with her. Stuff like that. He said that he thought she was pretty, and some other weird shit along those lines. Stuff you won't want to hear as her mate."

My canines ripped through my gums, and I growled again, hungry for blood.

Who did this fucker think he was? Bria would never go for someone like him.

She was mine.

"What'd you say?"

Levi cringed again and hiked his thumb back to the door. "I think I'm going to—"

"If you even move to stand up without spilling, I will give you more pack duties than you already have. Don't fucking make me angry, Levi. You know not to piss me off, but you keep doing it anyway."

Once he let out a long, drawn out sigh, Levi stared at my desk and refused to look me in the eyes. "You can't get mad at me because you said that we should try to get along well with him to get information. So that's what I did."

Jasmine smacked him on the back of the head. "He doesn't want your explanation."

Levi winced. "Fine. Fine. I uhm..." He scratched his neck. "Might've agreed with him."

Before I could stop myself, I was halfway across the room with Levi's neck in my hands. "You did what?" I growled between tight lips, pissed off that the one damn guy I asked to help me out, decided to by telling the enemy that my mate was hot.

I knew how guys talked to one another about she-wolves.

I had been that young before. I had done it too at one point.

Not anymore.

And I especially didn't want anyone talking to my mate like that.

"I didn't know what else to say to him. I was trying to get on his good side, so he'd, you know, spill what he was going to do with Bria. I didn't mean anything that I said about Bria being sexy—I mean, she is, but I—"

Jasmine snatched Levi's ear between her fingers and dragged him out of my hold to my office door. "You don't know when to keep your big mouth shut. All you do is make things worse. I wouldn't be surprised if Holden now knows we're onto him."

"He doesn't," I said.

If he did, the entire Council would be here now.

"Who doesn't what?" Adan said, opening my office door and strolling into the room. When he slid his arm around Jasmine's waist, she let go of Levi's ear and immediately fell into him, her lips curling into a small smile.

As much as I hated that fucking man, I could only wish that I had met Bria when I was his age. He would get to spend the rest of his life with Jasmine, sixty to seventy years with her. And while I would spend the rest of my life with Bria, I didn't have that kind of time. I was so much older than she was.

"We have a problem," I said to him, walking to my seat behind my desk again. "Someone who's a part of The Council showed up in my classroom today, sat right in the front row beside these guys, and asked about Bria."

"Fuck," Adan said, running a hand through his hair. "They're fucking here already?"

"We don't think he knows much yet, or even has a plan. Levi and I went out to lunch—"

Adan snapped his head toward me, canines lengthened. "You fucking let my mate go out to lunch with someone in The fucking Council?! Are you fucking kidding me, Lee? You don't even know how fucking dangerous that is."

Jasmine scrunched up her face. "I'm a big girl."

"No, you're not," Adan said. "Not big enough to face them alone. Not even one of them."

"There wasn't a way to get them all out of it without seeming suspicious," I said, digging my claws into my palms. If I had called them all back to talk, Holden would know that something fishy was up. And I wanted him to stumble a bit, so I could catch him and hold something over The Council's heads.

"It was dangerous," I admitted. "But we needed something."

"That doesn't mean you fucking put my mate in danger."

I slammed my hands on the desk. "Well, they don't want your mate! They want mine."

"And Bria is my friend," Jasmine said. "I won't let them take her. I'll do whatever it takes."

"Me too," Levi chirped in.

Adan glared at me, then at Jasmine, then over his shoulder. "Where's Bria now?"

"In the library," I said.

He shut the door with his foot and turned back to us. "Then we need to make a plan. One that doesn't involve her. She's scared but stubborn, and will do anything to protect the people she loves."