Page 28 of The Wolf Prince's Fated Heart

Graham

I love my family, but they can be a pain in the ass. Especially, when they start teasing me about my sex life. As if it's any of their concern.

You do seem a bit frustrated though, my wolf teases with a chuckle. Maybe you should ask Cassie for a massage. The sexy kind.

Shut up.

The scent of her arousal almost breaks me, forcing my self-control to turn to dust. No matter how good it smells to my inner beast, I'd still prefer she wouldn't react like that to my closeness. Not when everyone can smell what's on her mind.

Being my own man, I'm trying to change and improve. But damn, my brothers never miss a chance to mess with me. This situation is no different. The problem is that Cassidy takes their words seriously.

I open the door to the conference room and step aside to let her pass. Everyone's already seated behind the long table. I gently guide Cassidy to the chair next to Helia, figuring she'll be most comfortable with her.

You can use this to your advantage, my wolf points out. These are some strong ladies. Cassidy can learn a thing or two from them.

I have no intention of training her for any sort of position, I reply coldly.

Not even a sexual one?

What's wrong with you? I question him. Not even a day ago, you were all about killing her. What's up with this change?

Your brothers are right. You have been tense, he replies with a mental shrug. Some release would do you good.

She's a human, I growl and push my wolf out of my thoughts.

"We've joked enough," Garren says, his voice one of a king. "It's time to get down to business."

Gavin nods. "First of all, there is something I want to clarify. Are the witches aware of these hackers?"

"We have no proof that it's them behind this," Grayden replies, undoubtedly using his inner knowledge as the ambassador for peace.

"It's always the witches, isn't it?" Gavin mutters under his breath. Leia elbows him in the ribs, and he gives Helia an apologetic smile.

"Of course, it's the witches," I say forcefully. Everyone turns toward me. "It's the witches, the wolves, and quite possibly some of the humans. Frankly, I wouldn't be surprised if even some of the other species are involved. But that's not the problem right now."

"Okay," Garren says loudly, putting his hands on the table and leaning forward. "What is the real problem then?"

I glance at Cassidy to confirm that she's following the conversation's thread. She seems focused and alert.

And hot, my wolf adds, but I choose to ignore him.

"As long as they have unauthorized access to my facial recognition software, we're all in danger," I say, hoping to sound as grave as the seriousness of the situation warrants me to be. "They can locate any of us at any given moment. Hell, they can locate the kids, finding their exact location in real time."

Everyone's faces grow dark, with no sign of humor left.

This is the part of the conversation where I love Cassidy's presence the most. It's the part where she hears what's at stake, and hopefully remembers it.

You look desperate, my wolf mocks.

And that's my fault?

That, and more.

I want to snap at him, but he is right. Just a little.

It's hardly my fault that the radicals have found their way around my security and straight into my mainframe, but it's definitely not their fault either. They simply had the knowledge to bypass my state-of-the-art system. Either that, or they have an inside man.

"Isn't that overstating things a little?" Garren asks, but his face makes it clear he's taking it seriously. His words are meant to test me and the level of exaggeration I put in my little speech. Unfortunately, none.

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