Page 144 of Psycho Alphas: Part One

She cocked her head, genuine confusion clear on her face. “But… you already did.”

I opened my mouth to argue, then shut it.

Thatwas different.

Thistle was wringing her hands, though, as if convincing herself as much as me. “He’s… he’s coming around. Already said he would share if I heat bonded you.”

I groaned. “He’sseriouslystill on that crap?”

“It’s not crap,” she snapped, then frowned and added quickly, “He said so.”

I rolled my eyes. “You shouldn’t be here, Kitten. Stay the night, sure, but there won’t be anything on that camera to suggest I had anything to do with it.”

“What does that mean?”

“It means you burrow, you stay, but I won’t fuck you.”

“I never asked.”

“Right,” I snorted, eyeing the lace beneath the open silk gown. “So you put shit like that on to go grocery shopping?”

Her mouth popped open, and she glanced down at Bunny. “He’s almost as rude as Knox, Bunny.”

I raised my eyebrows. “Rule number one of the sleepover,” I said. “I don’t want to hear Knox’s name.”

The prick wove himself into every crevice of my life. The fewer times I heard his name on my mate’s tongue, the better. Especially when she was dressed like that.

“Fine. But you’re just as bossy as him.”

“Him?” I asked, folding my arms in challenge as she broke my rule in record time.

“You’re just as bossy asDaddy.”

We both froze, staring at each other wide eyed for a long beat.

Whathad she just said?

The scant blush of colour in her pale face evaporated.

“I…” Her voice wobbled, and she looked panicked. Genuinely, terrified.

I opened my mouth to speak, but she let out a strangled sound of distress, and then dived for the edge of the bed.

What the hell?—?

But she’d careened onto the floor, flattened herself, and then scrambled beneath the bed frame.

“Kitten, I?—!”

I was cut off with another wail, then a pale hand stuck out and seized the tip of a blanket that draped to the floor.

I watched, as one huge tug at a time (each punctuated with a whine of misery), the entirety of my bedding was eaten by the flighty Omega hiding under my bed.

I strode across the room and sat down beside it. Again, I could hear her whispering within. “We’veruinedit.”

I blinked, struck with both how cute and ridiculous she was.

I grabbed the corner of my bedding sticking out and began pulling it back out in the same manner she’d pulled it in.

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