Total pages in book: 50
Estimated words: 47519 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 238(@200wpm)___ 190(@250wpm)___ 158(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47519 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 238(@200wpm)___ 190(@250wpm)___ 158(@300wpm)
“We can either wait for the Ruperts to do whatever it is they plan to do with your hair, or I can go to Green Field now and end this nonsense.”
“My hair?”
Keith nodded.
“Again, what is happening?” Brian asked.
“Cringey Claire was sent here by the Ruperts to do something that involved drugging you. My money is that the something is fucking you. They also prepped a contingency plan that requires your hair, which I’m assuming she got when she was rubbing up against you outside. Plan A failed so they’re sure to go with Plan B.”
“How do you know that?”
“I was watching through the dining room window when you were outside and she was all, ‘Alpha, I want your big cock. Please, hot Alpha, look at my huge boobs and suck my nipples.’”
“That…” Brian coughed. “That did not happen.”
He shrugged. “Close enough.”
Brian sighed. “Let’s try to stay on topic. You were watching us and you saw her take my hair? Why would she do that?”
“No idea why and I didn’t realize she was doing it at the time. I saw her feeling you up, but I assumed she was in it for the fun, because, I mean, who could blame her, right? But then later she was talking to herself, and she said she had your hair.”
“Which you know because you were in the dining room watching and listening?”
“Right.” Keith nodded.
“And you recognized her from Green Field?”
He pressed his lips together and shook his head. “I’ve never seen Cringey in my life and she doesn’t smell like pack. She’s not from Green Field.”
“We’ll get back to what you mean about smelling like pack. First, explain how you know the Ruperts sent her?”
“When I sat next to her, I was close enough to get a good whiff and I scented Junior. It was faint, but there. And since he doesn’t even hiccup without his father’s permission, I’m assuming Alpha Jackson’s behind whatever they’ve cooked up.”
“Huh.”
“Yeah.”
Footsteps sounded on the porch.
“Steve’s back,” Keith said.
“Alpha Berger?” Steve said. “Why’s the door open?”
“Claire forgot to close it on her mad dash out of town,” Keith said.
Steve walked into the room and stopped short at the sight of him. “Wow,” he gasped. “You’re out of bed.”
“It’s been almost a month,” Keith pointed out.
“I know but we didn’t think you were going to make it.”
Brian growled.
“Chill.” Keith curled his hand around Brian’s shoulder and squeezed. “I’m all good,” he said to Steve. “Thanks for the assist getting me here. We weren’t properly introduced.” He held his hand out. “I’m Keith Iredell.”
“Steven Sampson.” Steve shook his hand. “Glad you’re alive.” He looked Keith up and down. “And looking remarkably well.”
Brian stepped between them, separating their hands and partially blocking Keith. “Steve, did you know our visitor’s family?” he asked.
“No.” Steve shook his head.
“Then why do you think they’re from Purple Sky?”
“That’s what she told me. She said she had grown up in a pack up North and her abusive ex was buddies with the Alpha so he wouldn’t help her and the ex wouldn’t stop harassing her so she had to escape and she came here because it was her grandparents’ birth pack. Or maybe she said great-grandparents.” He frowned and then shook his head. “I don’t remember the details.”
“I could hear her driving away in a car. Was it hers or did she take one of yours?” Keith asked as he moved around his mate.
“Now that you say that, I realize her car wasn’t outside when I pulled up,” Steve said.
“So she drove here. What state’s plates were on her car?” Keith asked.
“I don’t know. I didn’t pay attention to that.”
Keith turned to Brian and arched his eyebrows in question.
“I didn’t either,” he admitted. “Steve, go ask some of the elders if they know her family.”
“On it, Alpha.” He started toward the door and then turned around. “What’s her last name?”
Brian frowned. “Didn’t you ask her?”
Steve shook his head.
“So that’s how it is?” Keith said. “Pretty woman shows up with a low-cut top, tight skirt, and ‘be my hero’ storyline and everyone’s brains go on vacation?”
Both men stared at him for a few beats and then Brian wrapped his arms around him. “I didn’t do that.”
He gave him his best disbelieving stare.
“She said she needed help and I wanted to get it handled as fast as possible because you were in the bath and you said we could…” He jerked his gaze over his shoulder to Steve. “Go see what, if anything, you can figure out and text me.”
“Yes, Alpha.” Steve left the room.
“Close the door behind you,” Brian shouted.
The front door clicked shut.
“Glad to hear you were distracted by my ass instead of hers, mate,” Keith rasped.
“I was.” Brian skated his hands down Keith’s back and cupped his butt. “I can barely tell you what she looked like. I wasn’t focused on any details. All I could think about was getting her out of here so I could be alone with you.”