#Chapter 462 – Pep Talk

“Hey,” I growl, pointing my finger between Rafe and Jesse, starting to get pissed. “I am here for Jackson – I have been very kind throughout all of this huge, insane surprise tonight –“ “That boy has been there for you, Ariel,” Rafe interrupts, still very, very serious. “And you dragged him through some pretty devastating mud over the past couple of months –“ I squeak in protest, turning to stare at my brother with my mouth open. “I so did not!” “Two other mates?” Rafe says, arching an eyebrow at me. “Both of whose marks you got before Jackson’s?” Jesse adds, forcing me to spin to glare at him in turn. “None of which was my fault!?” I counter, glaring hard. “We’re not blaming you,” Rafe says, and I turn back to him. “I’m just saying – if you’re not completely there for Jackson – without hesitation, without question – I’m going to judge you for it. Hard. That guy has been at your side through a great deal of stress. He deserves the best in turn from his mate.” My mouth su