Page 69 of Psycho Shifters
“Let’s not keep them waiting.” Ascher stalked ahead of Zed, in a hurry to get his five seconds of glory.
After an hour of riding horses through thick snow, we arrived at the neighboring town. Towering stone buildings and trees decorated with twinkling lights greeted us.
Thankfully, Zed had given us all thick winter coats, gloves, hats, scarves, and boots, so the biting cold was kept mostly at bay.
I still shivered and had barely managed to mount my horse. It was my first time riding one while conscious, but Zed had assured me the horses knew the route and practically rode themselves.
He had been right.
When we got to a stable in the middle of town, it was time to dismount. Everyone gracefully jumped off their horses.
In a show of pure alpha athleticism and strength, I tipped off my horse’s furry back headfirst. Before my face could kiss a snowbank, Cobra stepped forward and grabbed me.
Although, his scent made me feel like I had face-planted into the snow. For a second, I was stunned.
My breath left my face in a frosty puff as I stared up at Cobra’s perfect features. Up close, he really did look like a god carved from ice. No man should be so beautiful.
His strong arms tightened around my body, and his emerald eyes burned with a strange light.
It was almost as if a piece of his soul had sparked back to life.
He leaned forward slightly, snowflakes dancing around us like magic. My heart stilled in anticipation.
Perfect mouth curling at the corners, Cobra dumped my body into a snowbank and walked away.
Lying in a thick pile of snow, I slumped backward and scolded myself. Instead of “saber-toothed bitch,” my nickname should be “pathetic ninny.” That was how I was acting.
“Let’s go!” Ascher yelled in a huff and stomped into a large brick building with “Broadcasting” carved on the pediment.
Zed gave me a hand up, and he patted me on the back. Neither of us said anything, and we both pretended I hadn’t just embarrassed myself.
Inside the building, a wall of warmth greeted me. My teeth chattered as my body slowly thawed.
A tall, gorgeous, dark-haired woman ran forward and helped Ascher out of his coat. She gushed over Ascher’s horns and asked about his tattoos while running her fingers over his biceps.
Ascher grinned, white teeth flashing against his golden skin, as he soaked up her attention.
Next, the woman moved to Jax.
She visibly jolted at his massive frame, and a delicate waft of fear trickled through the room. She quickly took his coat and turned toward Cobra.
Unlike with Jax, she leaned forward into Cobra and made moon eyes up at him as she caressed the diamonds and emeralds that trailed up his forearms.
Watching her antics, I couldn’t swallow the chuckle that bubbled up. Since my voice was shredded, the noise came out in a loud squawk that made everyone stare at me.
A flush of embarrassment burned my cheeks, but I couldn’t keep the humor off my face.
What kind of idiot was scared of Jax and not of Cobra? Any creature with a shred of instincts would recognize the soulless depths in Cobra’s gaze.
“The first female alpha. You’re much smaller than I expected,” she said with a nasal voice and looked down at me with a classic sneer of dismissal. Word sure got around fast in the shifter realm.
Then she walked away. I was glad she didn’t take my coat, because I was cold.
Cobra looked over at me, eyebrows raised, and Jax barely contained a smile. “What’s so funny, little alpha?” Jax asked.
Ever since I had come out of the numb, Jax had been way more relaxed around me.
“Just can’t believe she feared you and not Cobra. Like is she blind?”