Page 46 of Reckless Wolf


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Sage’s eyes blazed indignantly. “Not yet.”

“If something else were going to occur, it would have by now,” I said with too much confidence.

I wondered if I wasn’t cursing myself further by saying those words, but I also understood the magic behind it well enough to know I wasn’t speaking from an uneducated place. If I had, in fact, opened the floodgates, one casino down would be the least of my problems.

“Call Petyr back,” Sage urged me. “Forget about Bianca Barrett.”

“I have!”

“You haven’t!”

We glared at one another, and I felt my pulse quicken.

“Leave me with these papers,” I told her, struggling to keep my composure. “I’ll deal with the investigators.”

“You need to deal with yourself, Atlas.”

“You forget your place, fae.”

“And you forget yours, wolf.”

Again, I found myself frazzled and stunned by her blatant contrary behavior, but before I could assert my authority, she vanished out of the office, leaving me to pace.

The casino was shut down and had been since the gas line had erupted. I wasn’t supposed to be in there until it was deemed safe, but no one was going to keep me from my buildings. Once the investigators had given the all-clear, I had immediately resumed my position in the office.

Mostly because being in the house made me think of Bianca.

Sleep, which had never come easily, was now a true illusion, but instead of shifting into my animal form to roam the city streets, I found myself sitting in the basement office, sniffing the ground for hints of Bianca. I imagined that I’d allowed her to do what she had tried to do that night, her hands fumbling for the buttons on my pants when I’d so stupidly stopped her.

It wasn’t stupid. I’m in enough trouble as it is. Sage is right—this could have been so much worse.

But what if I’d allowed her rosebud lips to strap themselves to my cock, even for half a minute, just to know the feeling? It would have carried me through—wouldn’t it?

I shook my head almost violently, trying to forget the idea. I couldn’t keep doing this to myself. I was going to go crazy.

I just needed to know that Bianca was unharmed, and I’d leave it at that. That would be the end.

* * *

There wasa definitive tremor in Petyr’s form, but he did his best to maintain his composure as he looked at me.

“She is at the compound,” he reassured me again. “Unscathed, from what I can tell.”

“What does that mean? Is she hurt, or isn’t she?”

“She appears to be unharmed.”

I frowned. “Did you speak to her?”

He scoffed before he could stop himself, but he immediately regretted his action, dropping his head as he shuffled back.

“No, sir,” he mumbled. “I didn’t physically go on the compound. That would be inviting trouble I wasn’t prepared to deal with on my own.”

“You should have brought someone with you.”

Petyr’s head jerked up in surprise. “You didn’t tell me to go in for a war.”

I balked at the mention of a battle. Was I really ready to go to war over this? No! Of course not. What the hell was wrong with me?

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