Uh-oh.
If there is one thing that I have grown to enjoy the most this week, it is Phantom’s surprise attacks.
Bring it on.
Phantom snatches me by the shoulder and wrestles me onto my back with a growl.
My soul sings at the playfight.
I grin in vicious delight.
Every morning should start like this. It’s better than sex.
I grab Phantom’s hair and yank his head to the side, which reveals the chandelier tattoo on the base of his neck.
Being much smaller than him, I need to play dirty.
Then I drag the pillow out from underneath my head and whack Phantom across the face with it. I am careful to avoid aiming for his wounded shoulder. I can’t even pretend to myself anymore that I would hurt him like I would any other Alpha.
Phantom splutters in shock, before he laughs. It’s a deep sound that rumbles through the bedroom.
I attempt to swipe the pillow across his face again.
To my surprise, the Alpha bites the pillow, catching it between his teeth.
Then he savages it.
I hold onto the pillow, as Phantom sits up on his knees, and we play tug of war.
“Oh yeah, I’m challenging you, Chief Alpha,” I taunt. “This is my pillow.”
He bites harder.
I hear a sudden rip, and the pillow tears in half.
Suddenly, feathers explode into the air and then fall across us like snow.
We stare at each other in surprise, before we both grin.
Phantom points his thumb downwards:Enemy Neutralized.
Then he adds:Kitten Neutralized.
I hiss in an attempt at the impression of a furious cat.
I can’t persuade Phantom to buy me anything but these adorable black kitten pajamas.
They are growing on me.
Bird tells me that I have black cat vibes, after all.
I toss the remnants of the pillow onto the bed. “I’d say that this bedding is collateral damage in our war. This isn’t over.”
Phantom looks smug, although he spits out a feather.
Suddenly, Bird starts to sing in the shower.
His voice is sweet and unrestrained because he believes that no one is listening.
