I caught Clover’s sharp glare a second before Parker shrank.
“I notice you’re not asking the same of you and your pack. How does one ofyounot know you’re bonded tome?” she snapped back. “I know it’s not you, because I’m not full of self-fucking-loathing right now.”
Parker withered under her ire, but frankly, he deserved it.
I found nothing on Avery, and he found nothing on Logan. That had Avery’s eyes gleaming as he turned to Parker.
“Don’t you fucking dare,” Parker warned.
That did absolutely nothing to dissuade Avery from getting Parker in a headlock and successfully removing his shirt when Parker wriggled out of it to free himself.
“Hold still,” Avery demanded.
“No.” Parker danced away from him.
“You don’t want to know?” I asked Parker. I couldn’t fathom why he wouldn’t want to, but Parker was his own beast I oftenstruggled to understand, even after all of these years being in a pack with him.
“You have to let us check,” Avery insisted. “If it’s not on one of us, then it has to be on you.”
“I’d rather live in ignorance, thank you.”
“That’s not fair to Clover. Let Avery check, or Logan and I will hold you down.”
That seemed to spook him into cooperation. It was an extremely rare occasion we needed to get physical for anything, but we couldn’t leave this hanging in the air.
“I’m not doing it in here. We can go to the office.” Parker turned on his heel and left the room, Avery following after him.
The two returned a minute later, Parker with a folder in his hand, both looking thoroughly confused.
“I didn’t find one on him either,” Avery told us. He turned to Clover. “Did you bond someone else?”
The question had ice gathering in my stomach.
“I don’t know how I would have,” she replied, chewing her bottom lip. “I’d been in a dry spell for months before I started fucking you guys, and I didn’t sleep with anyone when I was in Seattle.”
Logan’s eyes widened, staring down at his hands. “It’s me.”
“What do you mean, it’s you?” I asked. “We just checked.”
He held out one hand, pointing to the base of his first two fingers, where neat silver scars intermingled with his tattoos and numerous other tiny scars. “I fuck my hands up all the time working on the bike. I didn’t notice. Fucking hell. Guess that explains why I’ve felt like absolute shit since she left.”
Avery snatched up Logan’s hand, and I bowed my head down next to his, examining it a bit more closely. Flipping the hand revealed the same neat dashed line that matched up with a bite mark. Of course, upon that realization, my brain instantly filled in how he would have gotten a bite mark there.
I grinned. “It looks like you were averygood girl for Logan to bite him in that spot.”
Clover’s cheeks flushed. “I like to think I’ve been very good for all of you.”
I might not have her bite on my skin, but I could certainly have her lips on my mouth. Her sweet peony scent erupted as I stalked closer and drew her in so I could drown in everything Clover. She kissed me like I’d just come back from war.
Parker cleared his throat, all four of us turning to him. “I feel this is even more imperative now. I’ve had it printed and ready.” He passed the folder to Clover.
Her brow furrowed as she took it, and I stared down as she opened it, revealing the contents.
A quick scan had me snatching it away, fury filling me up as I spun to face Parker. “What the fuck is wrong with you?”
“If she has no ill intentions, she should have no problem signing it.”
“Wait, what is it?” Clover reached for the document, but I wasn’t letting her anywhere near it. “You took it before I could read hardly anything.”
