Move in with me? Yes or No.
A little pencil rolled out and there was a square check box for me to write my answer. A grin pulled at my lips.
I pretended to think, tapping my chin and he growled, which just caused me to grin wider.
“Woman,” he snarled, as laughter pealed out of me.
I checkedyesand handed it back to him. He glanced down at the paper and sighed in obvious relief. “Oh good, because I already have Roland packing your things from your old dorm.”
I reached out and smacked his chest. “Confident much?”
His smile fell. “With you? Not really. I can’t even believe you’re still with me after all this.”
I stroked his cheek. “I mean you were love spelled. I have to give you some credit there.” I grabbed a bagel and started to spread the cream cheese.
“Finish breakfast quickly. I have a surprise for you.” Leaning over, he kissed my cheek and started to tap away on his tablet.
Hated surprises, but I nodded. Moving in with Sawyer?
No. Big. Deal.
I gulped. This was next level relationship stuff. I would miss Lexington Hall and seeing Sage all the time. Hopefully, she would still come over. I was too young to be some old married couple already who never went out.
After finishing breakfast, I changed into clothes that Sawyer had brought over for me and followed him outside. Sage and Walsh were leaning against the door of his apartment wearing their alpha security guard uniforms. Walsh and Sawyer bro hugged, and Sage slid next to me. “Did you say yes? To moving in?” She grinned as we all started to walk.
I nodded, causing her to smile. “But you better come over all the time.”
She pulled a silver key out of her pocket. “I have a key. I’ll be all up in your business.”
“Hey, that’s for emergencies,” Sawyer spoke over his shoulder to his cousin.
Sage nodded, saluting him. “Like when I have an emergency and can’t curl the back of my hair myself.”
We erupted into laugher and she slung her arm into mine. It was crazy to think that just a few days ago I was fighting for my life, broken, depressed, and now everything was back to normal. I kept waiting for the other shoe to drop; it didn’t seem real. My gaze flicked to the black ankle bracelet on Sawyer’s leg and reality came crashing down. When would that shitstorm come calling?
Hopefully never, but I just didn’t think so.
We crossed through the main outdoor space, and I noticed that students were looking at Sawyer differently. With more respect, pride. Their future alpha’s ankle bracelet and kill record had clearly started a reputation. Off in the distance, dozens of guards roamed the perimeter, and Eugene stalked behind us a good twenty paces, hobbling on a cane. I was glad to see he’d made it and was doing okay. Wolf City seemed ready for an attack at any time…
Because of me? I didn’t want to ask that question.
When we reached the parking lot, Sawyer pushed a button on a key fob and a white Range Rover beeped, flashing its lights. Then he handed the fob to me casually. “Okay, I had this outfitted with bulletproof glass, fire shield, and biohazard air filters. If you get in a scary situation, you can literally just wait it out in the car until I can reach you and you’ll survive.” He pulled out his phone. “I have a GPS tracker on it and—”
I sputtered, holding my hands out. “Wait, what?”
He frowned, looking at me. “This is your car. I bought it for you.”
I swallowed hard. Bulletproof glass? Biohazard air filters? Were we expecting an anthrax attack or something?
“Sawyer… I don’t even have a driver’s license.”
His eyes widened. “Oh.” He looked to Walsh. “Can you set her up with private lessons with Eugene? Include that kidnapper course they made my mom take after I was taken.”
Kidnapper driving course.My eyebrows hit my hairline. He noticed the distress in my face and pulled me aside. “We’ll meet you in the car,” he told Walsh and Sage.
They nodded, walking away, and Sawyer wrapped me into his arms, hugging me, and then pulled back to look at me. “I know you didn’t really know what you were signing up for when you started dating me, but this is it. Bulletproof glass and special evasive driving techniques. It’s all necessary when you’re the alpha’s wife. Even more so when you’re a split shifter that everyone wants in their possession.” His last words were a growl.
I swallowed hard.Alpha’s wife.Even though he still hadn’t technically asked me. Maybe he wouldn’t? Maybe it was just assumed? I shook my head. “No it’s fine. I’m just… overwhelmed.”
