“I have a newfound appreciation for things that go boom,” I say sleepily.
Maybe I did too much by walking down the hallway, but I don’t care.
“So does Ansel,” Cassidy says. “But he didn’t set the bombs, Shi did. Is everyone on our side okay?”
“They are. Our allies all helped to make our rescue mission possible, even though you didn’t really need it,” Abbott says.
“There’s no way I would have been able to haul Winter and Bellamy out of the bunker with a knife in my side,” Cassidy shrugs. “We needed you. Thanks for coming after us.”
“There’s no world in which I wouldn’t come for you,” Abbott says. “Now what’s this dry shampoo do?”
“Nuh-uh. Keep talking, Boss man. It’s to help with the oil in my hair,” Cass explains.
Winter carefully sits up and shakes the bottle, before applying the spray to Cassidy’s roots and rubbing it in. By the time she’s done, Cass’ hair has more life and volume than it did before.
It also appears shiny and clean.
“That’s a cool trick,” I admit. “How come you never use that stuff, Winter?”
“I never let you see me use it,” she laughs. “A girl needs to keep her mystery somehow.”
“I thought that ship had sailed,” I grin.
“I almost feel like a person,” Cassidy groans. “Please tell Pack Mayor thank you for doing so much for us.”
“I’ll let you do it yourself,” Abbott says. “We’re waiting for you to be strong enough to incite your particular brand of torture. Winter and Bellamy said they want to help.”
“What? Winter, you’re pregnant,” Cassidy says with wide eyes before she can help herself.
“So are you,” Winter says smugly. “I’ve been really queasy so maybe I’ll take something before the torture session.”
“There’s nothing that says killing people while pregnant is bad for a baby,” I say helpfully. “I mean, is there?”
“I’ve been doing some research. It’s fine,” Abbott says with a reassuring shrug.
God, this is insane. I give Cassidy and Winter a shit eating grin, while Cass glares at Abbott.
“So you’ve known long enough to research, and you let our omegas break the news?” Cassidy asks.
“Woah,” he says.
Is it possible that pregnancy hormones are already kicking in?
“He didn’t know that Winter and I would tell you,” I reply. “We didn’t even know what we were going to say until it happened. There was no premeditation involved.”
“That’s a very big word to invoke your innocence,” she sighs.
“Oh shit,” I whisper, thinking. “None of us thought to tell my boss what was going on. Ugh, I’m so fired, aren’t I?”
“No,” Abbott says, standing. “I’ll fix it. I should have thought about it. I’ll be back!”
Our alpha disappears into the hallway with his phone, and my lips twitch in amusement. He really is the fixer of our pack.
“He’ll handle it,” Cassidy says, closing her eyes. “How does a nap sound? I know I just woke up, but I’m sleepy.”
“Hmm. That does sound good,” I decide wiggling down until I’m comfortable. “I wish you could come home with us.”
“Me too,” Winter says, snuggling against Cassidy’s side. She’s careful to still give her room so she won’t hurt her.
