Capítulo 97: Ninety Five

 Sansa snarled at the woman sitting a few seats away who was ogling James …just like Sansa had snarled at the waitress in the restaurant, and at the girl who served them popcorn, and at the group of young women who had been behind her and James in the line.

 Annoyingly, the guy was ogled wherever they went. Although it was perfectly understandable, Sansa —much like her wolf—did not like it.

 Most of the time, he didn't seem to notice the ogling, though that was probably because his focus was on Sansa . When he did notice, he never reacted other than to come closer to Shaya or to touch her, almost as if he sensed that it bugged her and that the reassurance eased her irritation. Maybe he did sense it. After all, she wasn't exactly discreet with her snarls.

 The ogling had been a little easier to deal with when she'd rejected the idea of giving him a chance and had kept an emotional distance between them; it had dimmed the possessiveness slightly.