Peyton couldn’t contain his low growl.“Tell.Me!”
Badger smiled again, lacing his fingers on top of his head.“Nope.That’s my offer.Take it or leave it.”
Peyton was horrified to realize his own cock was…
Well, tenting the front of his shorts.
Peyton turned, the older shifter softly cackling.
“Fine!”Peyton whispered, stalking out the door and fighting the urge to slam it behind him.
He didn’t even bother getting in his truck, instead running the short distance home, where he left a trail of clothes behind him as he stripped before he hit the shower and quickly pounded one out, leaving him shaky and leaning against the wall, his head resting on his forearm.
What the fuck?
Oh…shit!
His eyes popped open.
Mate!
Fuuuuuck.
He licked his lips as his cock inflated again.He had no clue who the woman was he smelled on Badger’s clothes—goddamn the sadistic old wolf for not telling him—and he quickly rubbed another out.
And a third.
That finally left Peyton shakily sinking to the shower floor where he closed his eyes as the water stung his face.
She’s my mate.Whoever she is, she’s my mate.
And Badger knows who she is.
Fuuuuuck!
Four
Peyton
Peyton spent a restless night unable to sleep for more than a few minutes at a time.What little he managed was filled with dreams of a faceless woman he chased through the wilderness, just for her to disappear into the darkness while her laughter trailed along behind her.
He gave up before dawn and took a hot shower—masturbating twice—before switching to cold water and forcing himself to stand under it until he finally couldn’t take it anymore.
While his coffee brewed he picked up his scattered clothes and dumped everything into the hamper.
That’s when he froze and wondered if he could steal Badger’s clothes from the hamper over at his house.
Peyton had actually started formulating a plan to do just that when he mentally smacked himself.
You’re an idiot.Stop it.
Now dressed in his usual outfit of jeans, boots, and a button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled to his elbows, he grabbed his coffee and walked through the purple morning twilight to Badger’s, knowing Beck would already be awake.As he reached the property he nodded to one of the four Enforcers who were on duty outside the house.They always had four outside now.When Dewi started school—and Peyton still wasn’t sure how that was supposed to work—she’d have an armed guard then, too.Hell, last night he’d left so fast he hadn’t even acknowledged the presence of the sentries.
Peyton let himself in the kitchen door with his key.Sure enough, Beck stood leaning with his hands on the counter and his head hanging.
“Jesus, you do look like you need a day off,” Peyton said.
“I haven’t been sleeping.”Beck didn’t look at Peyton even though he straightened and rolled his shoulders.“Nightmares again.”
