Miles. I’d forgotten he was still there. Webb straightened then moved so he was shoulder-to-shoulder with Tor while I could do nothing but try to peek between them. The blood rushed to my head, and I considered biting Tor. As if he suspected my intent, his hand patted my ass firmly.
“Settle down,” he ordered.
Oh, hell no. The fact the Liege Commander wanted to see me didn’t surprise me. The fact he’d sent Tor and Webb to get me did. They were the most alpha of the alphas. The Enforcers other Enforcers strived to emulate. They were barbarians. I’d said as much in my report, listing them as not being good potential candidates for the Alpha Enforcer Squad project. They were more than proving my analysis.
“Boyfriend?” Webb asked, glancing back at me.
“Not hardly,” I muttered then felt guilty when Webb grinned.
“Out of the way,” Tor ordered, and Miles hit the wall and stayed there. I’d dropped my head so I wasn’t sure if Tor had helped Miles move or not.
“You get everything she needs?” Tor asked.
“Good enough,” Webb answered, patting the bag he held.
“Excuse me?” I said.
They ignored me.
“Did you let Lieutenant Certze know we were here?” Tor tossed out as he moved rapidly down the hallway.
“He should be learning about it around the time we’re pulling out,” Webb replied.
“Excuse me?” I said again and grabbed Tor’s side, clenching my fingers into the muscles there and giving it a twist. Hell, I think it hurt my fingers more than it did him. His hand fell on my ass again, this time with more force—enough force it left a sting that had me squirming.
“Settle down,” Tor ordered again.
“I doubt the Commander meant for you to bring me to him this way,” I bit out.
“Probably not,” Webb agreed. “But we’re Neanderthals.”
“Barbarians,” Tor added.
“Animals,” Webb continued. “We’ve never been good at following rules.”
“Not our style,” Tor said.
“Fuck,” I muttered, dropping my head and burying it in Tor’s lower back. I didn’t need to be a genius to know they were throwing my words back at me. They’d seen my report. Liege Commander Diamato must have known that, yet he’d sent them after me anyway. I was in all kinds of trouble here.
“Oh, you have no idea how much trouble you’re in, Mandriella,” Webb whispered, and I turned my head, meeting his gaze and swallowing at the fire that smoldered in his brown eyes. “But you will,” he vowed.
“It’s a long trip to where we’re meeting him. Lots of time to show you just how alpha we can be,” Tor promised.
Oh, yeah. I was in big trouble.