Page 76 of Psycho Shifters

“Violence won’t help the nightmares go away.” Cobra’s voice had the slight lisp that occurred when he was close to shifting. I had a feeling he was talking from personal experience.

Jax looked torn, like he didn’t know what to do with Cobra blocking his way and Sadie shrieking on the bed.

My own desperation peaked, and I got ready to fight with Cobra. She needed to be woken up. She was clearly in pain.

What happened next I wouldn’t have predicted in a million years.

Cobra climbed into the small bed and wrapped his large frame around the princess.

She kicked and shrieked, but gradually calmed down as he held her. Cobra wrapped his long pale arms around her stomach and held her flush against himself.

He didn’t say anything. Slowly, her eyes closed and her breathing returned to normal.

My gut pinched with jealousy. I should be the one holding the princess, not Cobra, who hated women.

Jax ran his hands through his hair and looked at the bed longingly. Just like myself, he was fighting the urge to crawl in and surround her completely. The bed was too small. There was barely any room.

The princess was bundled in sweatpants and a massive sweatshirt, so there was nothing sexual about the way Cobra held her. Still, the pit in my stomach expanded as Cobra closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Jax gently grabbed the blankets and tucked them around the two alphas.

He checked the window and pushed it down to make sure it was fully shut and then stoked the fire so it burned hotter.

The flames whispered to me louder, and I crawled back into my lonely bed and shoved my head under my pillow.

“Sorry for pinning you,” Jax said quietly. I waved my hand to let him know I was over it.

I tossed and turned and finally settled into sleep, staring at Cobra’s perfect face tucked above the princess’s delicate features. His pale skin and dark hair contrasted with her gold skin and white hair.

They looked like a perfect match: the small princess and her dark prince. I rubbed at the tightness in my chest.

Before I fell asleep, I texted Carter back, “Remind him that the mission is still on track. It will be completed.”

Carter instantly replied with a thumbs-up.

In my messages, I replied, “Sure,” to the twin betas, Sara and Sora, who’d texted asking if I wanted to fuck. They kept making sexual passes at me during training.

For syndicate men, there were sluts and the cartel. Nothing else was allowed.

I needed to stop dreaming about the princess, when the tattoos covering every inch of my skin proved I was the opposite of a prince.

It didn’t matter anyway. She couldn’t handle what I wanted to do to her.

Cobra and Jax could have her.

SADIE

CONSTANT CONFUSION

Warmth enveloped me, and I snuggled deeper into my blankets. In my twenty years, I had never felt such delicious heat. It was like the howling winds outside didn’t exist.

I cuddled deeper into the sublime warmth and yawned loudly.

When I opened my eyes, all contentment drained from my body.

Cold emerald eyes stared down at me. His chiseled bicep supported his perfect head, and he’d spread out beside me in my bed.

Part of me wanted to kick him in the groin, just to see if I could shake the cold expression off his face. The other part of me wanted to close my eyes and pretend I hadn’t seen him, so I could keep snuggling against him.