Page 7 of Wolf Roulette
She sniffed.
My wolf was vain and haughty and anti-social to the extreme.I’m so glad you’re with me.
Then listen to my plan. We leave the pack and eat the sister’s heart.
Booker liked to refer to Rhona asthe sisterand talk about eating hearts. To my knowledge, we were yet to eat any, but I’d blacked out for the night of the new moon, so…
I grimaced and opened the wardrobe.I’d love to dress in my own clothes again.
But then Sascha couldn’t see you in his shirts.
And he really enjoyed that.
I shoved hisDen’ssuits aside and peered into the back. Stacks of shoes. Man, his wardrobe was super organised. He really didn’t want to see what mine normally looked like.
Pushing his suits the other way, I crouched inside the wardrobe.
Boxes.
No clothes though.Ugh.
I stopped mid-rise as the scribbled name on the boxes caught my eye.
Andie Charise Booker/Thana
Craning my head, I took in the columns of boxes stacked to the ceiling. Two across. Two deep. Eight high. Thirty-two of them. All of those I could see had my name written on the front. “That’s not creepy at all.”
Standing on tiptoe, I heaved a box down and worked the lid free.
My brows drew together as I hooked underwear on my forefinger. Lacey and midnight blue. Definitely mine. “You are the biggest,biggestcreep.”
Still, I did need underwear.
So, creepy… but handy.
This had to be Sascha’s research from the capture meet. How the hell could my life fill up thirty-two boxes? How about three lines?
Benefactor of crappy childhood.
Receiver of shitty lies.
Poorer than dirt (see above).
I drew out two dresses—one was an elegant crimson cocktail dress, the other a tube dress that, from memory, barely covered my ass.
Both went missing months ago.
Why do you hint at showing your butthole with these dresses instead of just showing it when he does something right?Booker asked.
Just a human thing, I guess.
Why did Sascha pick these dresses in particular? Digging deeper, I located a tee shirt and a mini skirt.Ha!Jackpot.
Maybe wearing my own clothes would mean fewer glares from the pack.
What will we do next?my wolf asked.
I set the box aside and dragged another down.Like, today?