"I'd go easily if you didn't want it to hurt so much," he says before he lets a knife fly.
Reflexes kick in and I dodge while moving toward my opponent.I have no patience for games.
For a human, he's fast.But I'm faster.
When I'm in range, my fist meets his face, but not at full force.I'm not ready to kill him.I want to know why he's here.
We continue to grapple until I have him down.Yanking him toward me by his shirt, I ask, "Who are you?Why are you here?"
But instead of answering, he laughs.A sharp pain pierces my belly, causing me to let go of the man's shirt.He falls to the ground as I look down and see a small blade embedded in my side.
Fuck this.Pulling out the dagger, I toss it away.I've had worse.
"I finally found you, and now you're mine."He spits out blood as he struggles to sit up.
"I'm going to ask you one more time.Who are you, and why are you here?"
"You'll find out soon enough."
I'm done.I could have been spending time with Andrew, but instead, I'm dealing with this asshole.My fist meets his face again, but this time I make sure it puts him out.
Grabbing his arm, I drag the guy through the woods back toward the Pack house.I could carry him, but he's going to have the day he deserves instead.A few bumps, scrapes, and bruises aren't going to kill him.This dude doesn't want to talk, fine.He doesn't have to.He'll be a housewarming present for Andrew.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Andrew
Ashousewarmingpresentsgo,I'd have preferred a gift card to a bookstore, or an extra bookshelf for the cabin, but I guess a tasty after dinner snack isn't bad.Especially since this dessert tried to take my mate from me.
"Once again, who are you?Why are you here?"Wyatt asks the man bound to the chair.While the man looks a bit worse for wear, he hasn't lost his overconfidence.
"I'm not afraid of you.You won't hurt your mate."
"What does Andrew have to do with this?"Wyatt questions.
Irritation flashes in the stranger's eyes.
"Not the vampire.Me!"
Wyatt catches my gaze."He's delusional."
"Just eat him so we can get on with our night," Cordelia says.She's on the testy side right now because this asshole got around the wards on her watch.
"Simmer down, Cord," Mason says."This isn't your fault.You had patrols set up.Sometimes you can do everything right and shit still happens.You're doing a great job."
"She's right, though.I should eat him now.Wyatt and I are supposed to be enjoying breaking in our new home.Instead, this jackass is fucking up my plans."I glare at said jackass.
"You think you know how to satisfy this wolf?You have no idea what he needs.How fucked up he is."The man smirks at me like he knows he has the upper hand.
I am so over this entire situation.Cockblock me at your own peril, dude.
Straddling the chair, I sit in the stranger's lap and stare into his eyes.There's the flicker of uncertainty I want.
"It's cute you think I don't know what Wyatt needs.I may look nerdy and unassuming, but I assure you, I'm up to the task of pleasing him.You wanna see how good I am?"I grin at the man, fangs dropping.
"Andrew," Wyatt says, cautioning me with his tone.It's important to him I keep a conscience.
Instead of tearing into the guy like I want, I grab him by the hair and jerk his head to the side, positioning him for a bite.
