Page 1 of The Accidental Assassin's Mate

Chapter One

Sutton

“Home sweet home.” Tyrus pushed open the door to reveal a bedroom with a large bed, a loveseat and an ensuite.

Thank the gods. Sharing a bathroom with others made me bristly.

Other people’s dirt was not my dirt.

“Thanks.” I set both my leather duffles on the bed.

“I’ll leave you to get settled then.” Tyruss turned to walk away, but I clapped him on the back, not wanting to be left alone.

I never wanted to be alone.

Ever.

“Is there work to do? I’m assuming there is since you dragged me from my den.” I chuckled, and the other bear joined me.

“You don’t want to rest or take a minute to unpack? I know you had a long journey.”

I shook my head and trailed after him, shutting the door behind me. “Haven’t unpacked in years. I have to keep busy.”

Tyrus whirled on me. “Still bad, brother?”

Shrugging one shoulder, I nodded. “Some days are worse than others but we live to fight another day.”

“We, um, we have someone here the omegas talk to. Sometimes the alphas go to him too. He’s in house if you need to unload that shit.”

“I’ll think about it. What’s on the agenda?”

“Let’s give you a tour first.”

We walked through the place. Hammer and Pop-Tart were nowhere to be seen, but a toddler boy came from the kitchen area and plastered himself against Tyrus’ legs. He picked up the tyke and cuddled him to his chest.

“Sutton, this is my son. J. T., this is Sutton. He’s a bear too. He’s going to be working here now. Can you say hello?”

Instead of saying anything, the cub waved and smiled and then put his face back in his papa’s chest as his cheeks grew red.

“Bashful cub,” I said, tickling J.T.’s feet. “You’re a papa now, Tyrus. Never thought I’d see the day.”

Sprinting steps came closer, and a wide-eyed omega rounded the corner. “One second. I swear to you, it was only one second.”

Tyrus chuckled and welcomed the omega into his arms. “It’s okay. He was running to his papa.” He handed over the boy to his other father. “Be good for your daddy.”

“I was making him a bowl of yogurt and honey and then bam…” The omega’s loving gaze made me instantly jealous of the bear. “He’s about to shift. I can feel it.”

Tyrus nodded. “Yeah. He is. A little soon, but he’s a strong one. Sutton, this is my mate, Sloan. Sloan, this is Sutton, a new team member.”

“Nice to meet you. Are you ready for your snack?” he asked the little one. Tyrus slapped his mate’s bottom as he walked away.

Damn it. I wished I had an omega. I’d yearned for one for years until giving up on the idea.

Perhaps, it wasn’t in the cards for me. At least, that was how I soothed myself.

“Let’s get to work,” Tyrus said, and we walked toward what he called the warehouse. He explained to me that it used to be a big office where there were no walls or beds or anything. Just desks and workstations for the team.

Clearly, things had changed.

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