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“More than you know.” Bishop flicks dust off his pristine sleeve. “Reese meant to say that with us here, there was no need to dirty your hands.”
“There was need.” Her voice is so small, her shiver kicks me over the edge.
I lunge before I can spot her flinch, her toes shifting to take a hit.
Then the blow hits me instead.
Every time she draws a line, it cuts across my throat.
I rock back on my heels. Respect her space. Prove yourself later. “That’s one less enemy to handle.”
As long as Kairo doesn’t find out the cartel’s throne is empty.
When that news hits, Redfang assets will be free to snatch. The street-level gangs are about to go ape, fighting for freed territory.
But generational criminals like Kairo and the Triad kings only move for legitimate power. With Nikolaj on ice, mating Serafina is the fastest path to the crown.
I’m all about cementing my base, but even if we wanted to switch careers, our pack doesn’t have the manpower to hold the reins of an international cartel.
Already riding the same train of thought, Bishop gives a slow-your-roll head-shake. “Safe house first.”
And schemes later. I nod. “Let’s go.”
“Wait.” The word from her lips glues my feet to the tile.
“What do you need us to do?” Reese asks eagerly.
Serafina clicks a golden lighter, flames dancing in her eyes. “Let me finish my fire.”
My cock jumps as Serafina torches the curtains.
Reese lets out a strangled groan. “How is that our omega?”
“Beautiful,” Bishop murmurs, face bathed in the flames spreading from her fingertips.
Serafina’s gown is made of long-sleeved, high-necked lace. The rose pattern hints at skin, but my imagination doesn’t need the assist.
Already memorized her curves.
I want to help, but I need to watch.
My mate moves businesslike, from curtain to curtain. The security systems are down. No alarms can stop her. And I can’t work my mouth to say we’re in a rush.
Kairo can wait.
When flames lick the ceiling on all four sides, she tucks the lighter into her corset. “We can go now.”
“Fuck,” Reese whispers.
Our mate glides from the mansion she just torched.
My throat corkscrews with the sway of her ass.
Did I say we’d have to work to keep her?
Hell.
We have to work to prove we’re worth her time.
