Moon's lips part, and she gasps as she watches. She finds the sight beautiful to watch, actually, and it makes her squirm a little. There is no jealousy in Moon as she watches Jason receive such pleasure as her wolf gives his blood, because jealousy isn't something The Moon can feel.

She moves a little closer, but still doesn't touch, doesn't come too close, her eyes fastened on that place where Jean-Claude's mouth remains fastened to Jason's throat.