Page 37 of Snows Sinful Seven

“Relax. She’s friends with Mrs. Bark. She’s safe there. Brady’s perfectly capable of keeping her safe.”

“Are you alright with that, Brady?” Dallas asks.

“I don’t know.” Brady’s eyes flick from Gabe to me and back to his brother. “I don’t want anyone to get upset or be hurt.”

“No one's upset,” Henry reassures as all of their gazes swing Gabe’s way.

Gabe lets out an annoyed huff before coming over to his brother. “You’ll keep her safe?” he asks, using a softer tone that I’ve noticed he saves for only his little brother. It’s sweet, really, if Gabe wasn’t a grumpy pain in the butt most of the time.

“Yes, of course,” Brady insists. “I’d never let anything happen to Snow.”

My chest warms, and I smile up at Brady. He looks down at me, cheeks heating.

“Fine.” Gabe turns to look at me. “Be good, stay out of sight, or so help me...”

“So help you what?” I ask, crossing my arms. “What are you going to do, spank me?”

His eyes widen, and his nostrils flare. I meant it as a joke, but the sounds the guys make have my cheeks heating.

I try not to squirm under his heated gaze.

Thankfully, he breaks eye contact and storms out of the house.

“Have fun, you two.” Henry grins as he follows.

“Later, Princess.” Sterling winks.

“Make sure he doesn’t forget the coffee.” Sullivan grins.

“I won’t.” I laugh.

Dallas is the last to leave. “Are you sure you're going to be okay?”

“We will be fine,” I tell him. “Right, Brady?” I’m excited to spend some time alone with the snow-white lycan. He’s so sweet and quiet. A soft soul. I like being around him.

His face softens bashfully. “Yeah. We’re going to be okay.”

Dallas gives him a smirk and chuckles. “Behave, you two.”

Brady groans, turning away from Dallas and back to the sink.

“You know, you're all pretty amazing,” I comment, bumping his shoulder. Or at least I try to, but end up bumping into his side with how tall he is.

“You think so?”

“Yeah,” I say softly. “I’m grateful, you know. For everything you’ve done.”

They’ve welcomed me with open arms. At first, I thought it might have been because I’m the princess and they didn’t want to turn me away. But every day I spend here, I think they actually want me here, and it makes me so much happier than I thought it would.

I even have my own room.

It was used as a spare storage room. It has a bed but no frame. Dallas insisted on going into town to buy me one, and Gabe offered to build it. But I turned them down. After they cleared the room out, I found it quite cozy. The bed is comfortable, the sheets are clean.

For someone who grew up with everything I could have ever wanted, having the bare minimum in my room is actually refreshing.

My room back in the palace was too big, had too much space. This one is just right. Big enough for me, a bed, a dresser, and a bedside table. Who knew that's all I needed. It’s a nice change. One that the guys are not too sure about.

“We’re glad you’re here,” he responds just as softly.

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