Page 124 of Psycho Shifters

Before it could slip through, she reared up.

Sadie head-butted me hard. Blood ran down both our faces where she had split our skin.

I didn’t know if I should be annoyed or impressed, but I was definitely turned on.

“Oh, you wanna go?” I taunted and bared my teeth down at her.

I was about to shove the entire plate of food into her face when Jax grabbed my wrist and yanked me back.

“Are you kidding me? Are you a child? What has gotten into you?” he yelled at me and shook my shoulders back and forth.

“Yeah, Cobra, what has gotten—”

“You too!” Jax turned around and cut off Sadie, whose grin fell as she hid under her covers.

“Don’t think I’ve forgotten that you didn’t eat everything.” He turned his attention away from me and prowled toward her.

For a second, I thought he was going to launch himself at her, and we both held our breath.

Jax mumbled about psycho alphas who acted like children and stomped into the bathroom. He threw the door shut, and the entire room shook.

“You have chicken in your hair.” Sadie broke the silence.

“We are running tomorrow for training,” I taunted back and smirked at her.

Her face immediately fell, and my gut pinched at her forlorn expression.

I should have been happy she was upset. I had won our war of words. For some reason, it felt like I had lost.

“I hope the bedbugs bite your frosty ass,” she said as she ate chicken scraps off her bedding and then pulled the blankets over her head.

That night, I dreamed about the little alpha licking something else as I hand-fed her dessert.

SADIE

TURN UP

We were in a large town I had never heard of, in an elegant nightclub with a red carpet laid out for the ABOs of the realm.

I teetered down the red carpet. My towering heels pinched my toes, and I just barely caught myself from falling over by grabbing onto Aran’s forearm.

Of course, my dress was so fucking short that I was sure half the room had just seen my vagina lips flapping. I should have known the tailor ladies would do this to me.

Loria definitely had beef with me.

What else would explain the skintight long-sleeved gold dress that hugged every inch of my body? Literally, it was so tight that it hurt to breathe.

Sure, the dress covered every inch of my scars. It went up to my neck and was plastered across me like stretchy silk.

It also stopped barely below my ass cheeks. And I was short, so I knew those bitches had done this on purpose. They had also included a pair of towering red heels in the box, with a smiley face.

A fucking smiley face. I almost tripped again, and I cursed under my breath. They were pure evil.

As I fumed and struggled not to bare my vulva to the crowd and horrify the young shifters, Aran preened under the attention.

Shifters screamed our name as we walked down the long, elegant red carpet.

I brushed my hair out of my eyes and tried to avoid their creepy wails. Zed had procured a wand that heated in the fire and curled my hair at Aran’s instance.