“I don’t know.” I throw my hands up in the air. “I’m not the killer here, you three are.”
“No. That would be Nick and Ian,” Will corrects, and my jaw drops.
“I’m sorry, what?” I ask, blinking at him in shock. I only said the whole ‘you all are’ thing as a vague response. I didn't mean it. “Ian is an assassin, too?”
“No.” Will snorts. “He just does it for fun.”
Holy fuck. What the hell have I gotten myself into?
Will holds my gaze, assessing my reaction. Honestly, the more I spend time around Ian, the more I see that he’s a little crazier than I thought. He’s obsessed with me, and I love it. He treats me like a queen, but he’s very possessive.
I could see him killing someone just for looking at me funny.
It doesn’t surprise me that he’d just like killing for the fun of it.
Listen to me.Killing. Fun.Who the fuck am I anymore?
Doesn’t matter. Nova Brooks died the moment she got scent matched with this pack of crazies. May as well embrace it.
“Does that bother you?” Will asks when I don’t say anything.
I lick my lips and shake my head. “Would it make me look bad if I say it’s kind of a turn on?”
He blinks, not saying anything for a moment before he huffs out a laugh. “You’re going to fit in with our pack just fine, Little Rabbit,” he murmurs before scooping up Duchess and handing her to me. “Let’s get you ladies out of the cold and into the room. I don’t want you to freeze.”
Okay, so he wants to take care of me, and he likes cats. He’s fucking perfect. I should just marry him now. Or bite him.
“Nova?” Will tilts his head to the side.
“Shit, sorry.” I carefully take my sweet baby into my arms. “Ah, yeah, let’s get in there.”
I’m slowly going insane, that’s the only logical reason why I’m seconds away from saying fuck the whole ‘I hate Alphas, they suck’ thing.
That might be true for most Alphas I’ve encountered in my life, but so far, two out of three ofmyAlphas have shown me nothing but respect, kindness, and affection.
You know, minus the whole kidnapping me thing and then keeping me locked up in a house in the middle of nowhere, while they decided what to do with me once we were done being snowed in together.
They kept me in the end, so that's a win, right?
Following Will, we head toward our room for the night. When we get inside, Nick is already getting comfortable. He’s got his shoes and jacket off, as well as his jeans, leaving him in onlya white shirt and boxers.Fuck me.Literally. Please. This man is too pretty for his own good. And the way he’s looking at me with that stupid, sexy, smug look on his face, he knows it.
“Where's Ian?” I ask, as Will closes the door behind us and I place the cat on the empty bed.
“Bathroom,” Nick grunts, closing his eyes as he brings his arms and hands behind his head.
I take off my coat and boots and look around the room. It’s actually one of the nicer ones we’ve been in, but the layout is pretty much the same. Two queen beds, a table with four chairs, and a couch. Unlike the others, though, this one has a little kitchenette with a mini fridge, microwave, and coffee maker.
The best part? It actually smells nice in here, and the look of it doesn’t make my skin crawl.
“I’m gonna go get us something to eat,” Will says. And I realize he got Duchess’s things all set up for her.Ugh. What the hell, Will? Stop being so damn sweet without even meaning to.“What do you want to eat?”
“It’s late.” I wave him off. “I don’t need anything.”
He stares at me and blinks before repeating himself, slower this time. “What do you want to eat?”
My stomach flutters with his need to take care of me. “Umm, I could use a break from a greasy burger and fries. Maybe a chicken Caesar salad?”
“That’s not very filling,” he mutters. “I’ll get extra chicken."
