Jessup wanted to laugh at how protective his twin had already gotten of their mate. When he’d suggested that she unpack her things and put them away in the dresser where they’d cleared space for her, he’d cringed at not only how little she owned but also the shape they were in. She needed new clothes. He wanted to provide for his mate and make sure she was dressed in only the best and most comfortable apparel they could find. Wolf’s Pass only had the truck stop and a general store. They would have to drive to Cascade to find anything outside of blue jeans and T-shirts. Maybe they should schedule a trip to Helena. He doubted even Cascade had the sort of things he wanted to see her wearing. Maybe they should go to Marquand, Montana instead. It at least had a school. “Are you fucking listening to me?” Joseph asked in an exasperated voice. “No. Sorry. We should take her to Marquand instead. Cascade won’t have anything nice to wear.”
