Page 12 of The Wolf Prince's Fated Heart

Don't get used to it, my wolf mutters, shaking his head. Once we solve this, she will go back to her team.

That makes sense.

And the need to remain practical helps.

Compared to my older brothers, I never had problems keeping my pants on. My belt is carefully buckled, and I have no intention of getting the release no matter how tight my boxer briefs might get.

This is what having responsibility feels like. We're doing something essential. But I have to keep my fucking libido in check or even I'll shift.

You're the boss. She's the employee, my wolf recites our new mantra.

Fifteen minutes later, I return with a new, full bottle and pour her another drink. The computers have already been set up and the food is set to arrive around seven. I like to order in advance in case I get too busy and then forget.

Cassidy comes to the office with her bag on her shoulder and a laptop underneath her arm. She sets it down by the furthest laptop and glances around the room with wide, surprised eyes. As if she's stepped into a fairytale with a talking rabbit.

The office has completely transformed in the last fifteen minutes. A lot of work can get done when a person has money and a team of people at their beck and call.

"That's your desk," I say, pointing to the slightly smaller white one next to my obsidian one. "I want you sitting next to me so I can see everything you see, and vice versa."

My wolf is grumbling, not happy with the suggestion, but I need Cassidy as close as possible in case we need to compare the footage.

"Let's start," I say and turn the screens back on.

Big. Fucking. Mistake.

Cassidy gasps when a massive white wolf stands above the murdered family of five.

Fuck my life.

Now the shit has truly hit the fan.

"That's a huge wolf," she stammers, pointing her finger at the screen.

She's a smart cookie that one, my wolf says, his words dripping with sarcasm.

"It must've come from the forest," I say, looking for an explanation that wouldn't expose us.

Cassidy nods, and I exhale in relief.

The wolf stands perfectly still. Its head turned towards the cameras and a growl vibrating through the speakers.

If I didn't know better, I'd think that he wanted to communicate something.

I point the remote at the screen to turn it off, but I'm too late.

"What the actual fuck?" Cassidy curses, and under different circumstances, I'd be so damn turned on by her cursing mouth.

But since luck isn’t on my side, I now have to figure out how to explain why there’s now a naked man where a white wolf once stood.

Unfortunately, his face is turned away from the camera, and there isn't any other angle from which we could identify him. Before he turns, he picks up the mask he wore earlier and puts it over his head to cover his face.

Cassidy's eyes are wide. "Please tell me you saw that."

Of course, I fucking saw this.

"I definitely saw something," I murmur.

"God damn it!" Cassidy screams, and my inner wolf stirs. "Enough with the fucking lies. I'm not stupid, you know? You don’t act at all surprised about what you just saw.”

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