Page 102 of Haze

Picking up the fork, I start in on the food. There’s no sense in going hungry, and cold scrambled eggs are the absolute most disgusting food on the face of the planet. Well, after pickles.

Finn sits with me as I eat. He doesn’t watch, stare, or gawk at me as I do so.

I’m pushing around the last few bites on my plate before he says, “The Alloways are working on clearing out. Ezra is going back to Utah? I guess. Dinah promised to make sure that Alora and Elliot are on their way to Maine so that Judah can chew them new arseholes. It seems that everyone needs a few hours to leave.”

I don’t know what to say. So, I sit with my plate in silence. The fiery demon that is now my wolf pushes me toward Finn. But I’m not ready for that. I’m not ready to let him comfort me, but I can’t decide what I want to do with my body. I’m antsy and unsettled.

When I don’t speak, Finn shakes his head and stands. “I need to speak with Revecca before she leaves. Are you okay here alone?”

I’m sure they’ve a lot to say to each other. The interrupted vision, from fishing with Revecca, comes back to me. What were they doing?

When I don’t respond, Finn doesn’t leave. He steps back over to me and bends down to pluck my plate out of my hand before setting it down on the other chair. Then I find myself pulled out of my chair and into his strong arms.

“Shhh, faolan, you’re okay. Whatever it is you think is going on between her and I isn’t.” Finn nuzzles against my neck.

“Put me down,” I argue.

I attempt to push against his chest, but he’s a behemoth and unmovable. I’d swear he was a bear shifter if I hadn’t seen his wolf last night.

“No.” Finn doesn’t say anything further.

If possible, I would increase my particle density to make it harder for him to climb up the stairs. But, no. Instead, I’ve got the gift of past sight. I bet particle density isn’t even a gift I could have gotten; the idea is cool though.

Finn easily shifts me in his arms and opens the door.

The main floor of the house is packed with people who all seem content to argue with each other. I’m not super excited to chat with more than half of them right now. Being cradled in Finn’s arms is a convenient excuse not to stop and talk.

Past my office and then up to my suite, Finn only sets me down when he’s got me blocked in the hallway with no escape.

“Come on, we’re getting dressed and getting out of here.” Finn nudges me in the middle of my back.

“Ohh, first stalking and now kidnapping. It’s like you’re trying to hit all the components of Stockholm syndrome.” I walk forward and open the final privacy door to my suite.

“It’s not stalking nor kidnapping.” Finn follows me, closing the door behind him. “Now, if you’d rather, we can go back downstairs and spend time with the Alloways and Revecca.”

My chest vibrates with a growl I don’t recognize.

An exasperated sigh comes from Finn. “I take it you didn’t let Revecca fix your wolf.”

“I take it you haven’t learned to mind your own damn business,” I snap back with a glance over my shoulder.

Finn laughs. It’s that sweet, harrowing, your-ass-is-in-so-much-trouble kind of laugh. One that causes my skin to prick with excitement.

“I thought you’d learned your lesson to not take that smart tone with me.” Finn’s strides lengthen, and he catches me quickly. He wraps his arm across my chest, grasping my shoulder. Holding me to him, he whispers, “It seems you need a reminder.”

My pussy clenches at the promise.

“Get naked, we’ll get you clean, and then I’m taking you out of the chaos.” Finn somehow changes from drenching my panties to the biggest tease on the planet.

Stupid Doms and their stupid fucking sadistic tendencies.

“Lena, stop snarling,” Finn says.

I didn’t realize I was. My hand rises to my lips, and sure enough, one’s pulled up. The sound is gone, but even the expression is uncharacteristic.

Chapter 34

Finn

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