Total pages in book: 139
Estimated words: 127146 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 636(@200wpm)___ 509(@250wpm)___ 424(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 127146 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 636(@200wpm)___ 509(@250wpm)___ 424(@300wpm)
Grabbing the bottle of hot syrup from the counter, I pour some onto the top of the pancake, smirking as it drips off the pancake and onto the floor.
I point her back in the direction she just came. “Get out. You’ve got your pancake.”
Her eyes skip around the room, and finally, she realizes she interrupted something. “I’ll just...”
“Yeah,” I prompt, staring her down as she goes.
When I flick my eyes back to Lee, I find him unfazed.
“Before we continue, did any of you other assholes have a sleepover with some unfortunate woman or man who will inevitably be tossed out?”
The two of them shrug and shake their heads. Lee’s smug mouth twists up into a smile, and I watch as he looks up at the ceiling.
“What?” I bark out.
“There might be another one up there, but I think he’s still sleeping.”
All I can do is shake my head. “Of course.”
I focus my attention on Seb and Aries, tuning out Lee completely. “Report? How did everything go with the event?”
Seb narrows his eyes and leans forward, bracing his elbows on the counter. “Everything went as expected.”
I swirl my finger in the air near my eyes. “And this? Was that expected too?”
His jaw clenches and narrows his gaze. “Some of us were focused on the event and not on chasing down some little library nerd all night.”
I shrug, unbothered by the mention of Maybel. These guys are like brothers to me. I have nothing to hide. They knew about my interest in her, and they know I claimed a piece of her soul last night. That’s all they’re going to know too. I grab a plate and layer some pancakes with butter and syrup onto it.
“Fine, anything we should be concerned about from attendants, staff, police? Anyone actually make it to the cabin?”
Seb snorts. “Of fucking course no one made it to the cabin. Who do you think I am?”
Through a mouthful of pancakes, I say, “Is that how you got the black eye?”
Aries snorts, and Lee hides his smile behind his coffee mug. Seb merely rolls his eyes, choosing not to go into the specifics on how he obtained such a bruise, and we go over some more details from the event. It seems everything went to plan, which is a miracle in and of itself. We usually get one or two assholes who complain they didn’t get the girl they wanted or one girl who complains about how someone was too rough with her. Every year, it’s something.
Once we wrap things up, I finish my breakfast and head back upstairs. When I step into my room, I freeze. The sound of running water from my bathroom greets me. Weird, I didn't leave the water running this morning. Suspicion leads me across the room, and I shove the bathroom door open to find a petite brunette standing under the spray, her hair wound up on top of her head.
She bats her wet lashes at me once she notices my presence. “Oh, good. I’ve been waiting for you. Want to join me?”
I hold the shower door and give her a slow look. “Where did you come from?”
“Lee invited me.”
“Well then you should probably be showering in Lee’s room and not mine.”
She lathers her tits with soap and slides her hand down to her pussy. Whatever she’s trying to do, it’s not working. “What, no… I only spent the night because I wanted to see you. I looked everywhere for you at The Hunt. Were you even there?”
Was I even there? I give her a once-over. I don't see a single bruise or scratch on her. One of the pretenders, then. I keep my disgust contained to a slight curl of my lip.
“You have five minutes to finish whatever the fuck it is you’re doing and leave my room, or I’ll drag you out of here by your hair.”
“But I thought you’d want some company. Are you rejecting me?” The huff in her voice makes me laugh. Oh god, the audacity. How could someone possibly not want her?
“Four fucking minutes,” I warn and walk out of the room, slamming the door behind me. It isn’t like me to turn down free pussy, but I’m only interested in one person right now, and I’m saving every inch for her.
CHAPTER 10
BEL
I roll over in bed and get a front-face view of my dirt-caked nails. Last night, I wobbled, mostly naked, all the way back to my car. It was dangerous as hell to drive without my glasses since the psycho didn’t give them back to me, but thankfully, I made it. And no animals or people decided to jump out at me. It didn't take long to get home, with the heat cranked to the max so I could thaw.
My body is one big ache. Plus, there's an ache down there that's new and makes my cheeks heat every time I think about it. My exhale comes out choppy, and reality hits me. What the hell happened last night? If it wasn't for my body covered in bruises and dirt, I’d say it was all a fever dream... A hallucination. What kind of person hunts someone down in the woods and then fucks them like an animal?