make you my Uptown Boy?”
“I’ll be your anything,” he said. “As long as you’re mine. Now, let’s dance.”
And Cam showed her that he wasn’t just a good pianist and an excellent singer, but was also talented on the dance floor.
Chapter Sixteen
As they danced the night away under the glittering chandeliers, evergreen, and boughs of holly, Cam still couldn’t believe this was all real. If he were the type to believe such things, he would have called it a Christmas miracle. However, even his scientific mind was willing to concede that this was, indeed, fate at work.
Whatever it was, he sent silent prayers to whatever force in the universe had given him J.D. Through the mate bond they shared, he could feel the love and joy flowing between them, and he had never been happier in his life.
Of course, he knew this was only the beginning. There was much work to be done in the next few months as he made his transition. Though a cloud of gloom hung over him at the prospect of leaving a career he truly cared about, having J.D. at his side would ease that sadness.
“Why so glum?” she asked as they stopped to drink some more champagne a passing waiter handed them. They had danced with just about everyone that evening, pulling their friends onto the dance floor. She even managed to get his grandmother into her very first conga line.
“Nothing … just tired,” he assured her. “You’ve kept me on my feet all night.”
“Hmm … well how about I just get you on your back for the rest of it?” She wiggled her eyebrows at him suggestively.
He knocked back the champagne. “Where’s that limo?”
“C’mon,” she said with a laugh as she tugged him toward the door. They laughed and kissed as they made their way outside of the castle.
The driveway was empty, as many of the guests had already left and it was nearly midnight. “Gabriel said he’d send the limo back for us. I wonder—” Cam halted as he felt a presence in the shadows. He stopped as his polar bear reared up, and instinctively, he put his body in front of J.D.’s.
“Cam?” she asked. “What’s wrong?”
Someone stepped forward from the shadows a few feet away from them. “Hello, J.D. Did you have a nice time at your fancy party?”
“Roy?” J.D. exclaimed.
Cam’s body went on full alert. This wanker again. He would deal with Jorrell right this instant. “What the fuck are you doing here? I told you to stay away from my mate.”
His expression turned to full on hate as he zeroed in on Cam. “You’re not her mate,” he spat. “I am.”
His bear roared in anger. “You delusional twat. I’m going to kill—”
“You’re mistaken, Roy,” J.D. interrupted. “I’m not your mate. Cam is my mate.”
“No!” he roared. “That’s not true. I can feel it. You know I’m your mate.”
Cam’s anger was about to boil over, but J.D. put a hand on his arm.
“I’m sorry, but it’s not. We would have known the first time we met.”
“But we were kids,” Jorrell reasoned. “We weren’t mature enough.”
“Then our animals would have recognized each other a few weeks ago when you walked into my shop,” she pointed out.
“Search your heart, J.D.” Roy pleaded. “I didn’t realize it back in high school, but now I know it.”
“But my cat doesn’t recognize you as its mate. Does yours recognize me?”
“I …” His eyes turned crazy. “My raven doesn’t know shit, okay? You were always so nice to me. I knew there was a reason. We were meant to be—”
“All right, this stops right here, right now.” Cam’s voice shook with anger. “Leave now, and never come near her or me again.”
“Or what, huh, pretty boy?” he threatened. “What are you going to do? You know what, you’re right. This stops here. I challenge you for J.D.”
“What the fuck is this shit?” J.D. shouted. “Are you for freaking real, Roy? Are you drunk or high? Go home and sleep it off.”
“What the fuck is going on here?”
They all turned around at the sound of the dominant voice. Jason Lennox stood at the doorway arms crossed over his chest. “Who the hell—you.” His eyes glowed as they zeroed in on Jorrell. “We’ve been looking for you, Roy.”
“Looking for him?” Cam asked.
Jason took a step forward, eyes fixed on the other man “Well, remember that kidnapping attempt on J.D.? When Roy’s description of the perpetrators didn’t pan out, we continued our search. Went to some of the businesses across