Page 14 of The Wolf King's Mate

But maybe I could push him just a little, to see how he reacted and where we stood. To see if I could wiggle my way into a little freedom.

I’d have to play along at first, of course. Wear his clothes. Follow his orders. Do what he wanted, to a reasonable extent. My wolf didn’t like to obey anyone, but she had seemed unsure enough of the Alpha that I hoped she would go along with it.

“We’re going to play along with what he wants until we know whether or not he’s going to kill us,” I whispered, lifting my fingers to touch the pink skin on my throat.

She yawned.

Shit.

Not a good sign.

“His own brother said he would kill us if we got in his way,” I whispered, frustration rising. “He’s more beast than man. He’s not safe. We need to be careful.”

She snapped her teeth.

Fuck.

She didn’t want to play nice. Not even with the Alpha King. She had to be losing her shit, because she hadnevergone against my plan to keep us safe before.

“Please?” I nearly begged.

She plopped down on her belly, and dropped her head on top of her paws.

I groaned.

Enzo was totally going to kill us.

After a quick shower,I dried off in my—well, Enzo’s—robe, inhaling deeply.

My chest rumbled with my wolf’s happiness.

No more stinky, human chemical perfumes.

No more hiding.

I padded back to the phone, and immediately realized my conundrum.

I didn’t have the passcode.

My hope deflated instantly.

I tried a few simple passcodes.

0000

1111

2222

4444

7777

9999

1234

1212

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