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The smirk that follows makes my heart flutter. “Say it again.”
“Beast.”
His eyes close, and he groans, almost as if he’s getting fired up. As though this horrible word that used to contain him and keep him prisoner now brings him power. Just because of my voice.
“I am your beast …” he says, licking his top lip. “And I will always be.”
I smile. “Even if I call you Jax sometimes?”
“Even then.” He opens the door and adds, “C’mon, let’s go.”
He gets out of the car, and with a sigh to calm down my lusty heart, I hop out too.
While he fishes some supplies out of the back of the car we picked up from his old house, I go inside. A strange, musty smell permeates the living room, and it makes me pause to sniff where it’s coming from. Did I leave something open on the kitchen counter? How? There wasn’t much food, to begin with. What we had was left from past vacations.
But it doesn’t smell like food either … it smells like … unwashed ass.
Suddenly, something shuffles near the stove.
My eyes widen, and I pick up a nearby candleholder and raise it over my head as a weapon.
My heart rate picks up speed as I approach whatever is making the sound in the corner. It sounds like a rat, scurrying across the floor, searching for scraps. But the closer I get, the bigger it becomes. And when a pair of pants come into view, I know for sure.
It’s human.
I shriek.
A head rises. Two eyes meet mine.
Someone bursts in through the door behind me. “Aurora?!”
“Papa?!” I yell.
My father is looking at me with widened eyes as though he’s as surprised as I am that he’s here in this house.
Beast clutches my shoulders and pushes me aside, ready to attack, but I grab his arm, barely able to hold him back. “No, no, don’t.”
“You?!” Beast growls out loud.
My father slowly comes to a rise, his hands still covered in the crumbs of the crackers he found in one of the bottom drawers.
“What are you doing here?” Beast snarls at him.
My father stares at both of us, raising his brows in a demeaning manner. “I could ask you two the same thing. This ismybeach house.” He eyes me up and down. “What are you trying to do? Pummel me with a candle?” He snorts.
“I thought you were one of Lex’s men,” I say, quickly lowering the holder. “I didn’t know it was you down there. What are you even doing here?” I mutter, completely taken aback.
“What does it look like?” He pats his hands on his pants. “Trying to find some food and shelter. Obviously, it’s too late, it seems. Goddammit. Of course, even my last hideout goes up in smoke.”
Beast still marches toward him, escaping my grasp, and grabs him by the collar. “Did you bring them here?”
“Who?” my father splutters.
“Lex’s guards!” Beast grits.
“No, of course not,” my father retorts. “I’m not Aurora. I actually keep an eye out on my surroundings.”
Why does he always have to turn everything into an insult?
