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“Sorry,” he murmurs, tilting his head strangely.
“What?” Atticus demands, looking between us with an angry look on his face. “She’s my mate, Caspian, and as you just—”
“I’m not hitting on your mate, Alpha. Not only do I have my own, but I’m at least double her age,” Caspian says, looking horrified as he steps as far away from me as possible. I snort and place a hand on Atticus’s arm in an effort to calm him down. “She’s just extra sensitive to the energy I give off.”
“I see,” Atticus says, rubbing the small of my back. “Once Alvie is back, I’ll talk with him, but I expect he’ll want another guard working with them. Do any of you object knowing that they’re likely going to mate?”
“No,” Caspian says, and the other two men also shake their heads. “I don’t think he should take primary status, since his emotions will affect things, but I’ve worked with him long enough to know he’ll understand that.”
“Good,” Atticus says, nodding. “Take a seat, and once they’re back, we’ll continue.”
“Does anyone want a drink?” I ask, once they’re all seated in the living room. They all shake their heads, so I feel kind of useless hovering here.
“Why don’t you head back up to your room, little queen?” Atticus murmurs, drawing my knuckles up to his lips in a soft kiss.
I nod slowly. “Come get me once Ari’s back?”
He reassures me that he will, and I wave to the men before going to join Orson in the kitchen. I didn’t want to go sit upstairs when I’m burning with curiosity.
“So,” I say, hopping up on the counter next to my bear mate. He raises an eyebrow, an indulgent smile on his face. “Tell me everything you know about elephants.”
43
NORA
Ari never came back. It was pretty upsetting, but Atticus promised he’d get me her number so that we could still chat. He ended up dismissing the other guards and made plans for them to meet him at the offices tomorrow.
“Are you still upset about your new friend going home?” Atticus asks, and I nod. He laughs, opening his arms for me. I scoot across the sofa and let him cuddle me in his arms. I nuzzle my head into his neck, and the laughter settles, and he starts purring.
“I love you,” he murmurs, pressing a kiss to my temple before lifting my head so that we’re making eye contact.
“I love you, too,” I say before taking the hint and slamming my lips to his. His lips taste like coconut water, with a softness that I love.
His hand reaches up to grip my hair gently as I wrap my arms around his neck.
It’s sweet, but passionate, and—
The front door slams open, causing me to jump as we break apart. Atticus’s eyes are dazed, and he’s smiling. My tongue darts out to wet my lips, and he groans.
“Do that again, little queen, and—” Atticus starts, a heated look on his face as he leans forward to kiss me again.
“Atticus!” Cevon shouts, and I freeze when I hear all that anger in Cevon’s tone, and turn so I’m sitting sideways ready for Cevon to enter the room. Atticus sits up properly before putting his hands on my hips as if getting ready to move me off his lap. I lock my legs together, shaking my head when he goes to move me away.
“In the living room,” Atticus calls back, a sort of mocking tone to his voice. He raises his eyebrows as rapid footsteps head our way, asking me a silent, are you sure, but I just nod.
Atticus has done something to enrage Cevon, and he knows it based on his cocky demeanour here.
I just hope it’s not something I’m not going to like.
“Brother,” Atticus says, smiling at Cevon. “We’re just relaxing after a hard day at work. Want to join?”
I turn to see Cevon, the dark aura surrounding him taking me completely by surprise. It’s the first time that my wolf has seen him as dangerous, as if he’s no longer able to be reached as my mate, and that now he’s the predator we all know he is.
It’s startling, even more so than seeing him standing here in a suit. It’s a cheap one, unlike the expensive tastes of the other men in this house, but it makes him look no less attractive. It’s a dark blue, not as deep as navy, and it looks amazing against his sandy skin tone.
His hair is tied back, freshly washed, but you can still see the natural waviness it has to it.
He’s hot, like really fucking hot.
