Page 37 of Wolf Roulette

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Page 37 of Wolf Roulette

No wonder sleep Andie got a little wild this morning.

Warn a girl.

His stomach tensed with his movement as he walked toward me.

Oh, boy.

Ducking his head, he laid a gentle kiss on my lips. “You look beautiful this morning, mate.”

My heart skipped a beat with his. “Thanks, handsome. I’ll see you at breakfast?”

“Sure. About later. I have a meeting. But we can catch up after? There are some beautiful spots in our territory I’d like to show you.”

That sounded a lot like a date. We’d never really done that. “Uh. Sure, okay.”

He arched a brow.

You are not blushing, Andie.

Yes, you are,Booker stated, snickering after.

I hurried away from an amused Sascha to the pack house. The scent of eggs and bacon wafted out accompanied by the cheerful conversation and laughter of pack members. Things were always busier on Sundays with no one at work.

Get bacon in our mouth,Booker demanded.

I’m going. I’m going.

The sight of a teen girl sneaking around the bungalow stopped me short. Curious, I changed directions and snuck after her, peeking around the corner.

She lingered at the back door to the kitchen, clearly listening to the movement inside. Bacon grease shone on her fingers, and I smirked.

The guts wanted more food.

I scanned the surroundings and clicked my tongue.

The teen whirled, and I beckoned her.

Scowling, she approached.

I lowered my voice to a level human ears wouldn’t hear. Luthers wouldn’t catch the words over the sounds in the kitchen. “You want seconds?”

“What’s it to you?”

“Nothing to me. If you want to pull it off without being caught, you could consider that there’s no cover between here and the forest. Where are you planning to run after? And how will you explain your scent in the kitchen?”

The girl planted her hands on her hips. “I don’t have to do what you say. You’re from that tribe.”

Not my number one fan. Or her parents weren’t.“I haven’t told you to do anything. They’re just things to consider if you really want the food.”

Should I teach kids how to steal stuff…?

Oh, well.“There’s one thing that eliminates your scent for a few minutes.”

Her eyes shone. “Water.”

“I wonder if hiding in plain sight could be helpful too.” I tilted my head to the front of the pack house.

She smirked.




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