That has my smile forming, and I turn to look at her one last time before winking and backing toward the door.
“Oh, don’t worry about that, love.”
She grins bashfully while looking away, and I walk out the door, hearing her get out of bed as Zee rolls his eyes at me from just down the hall. The sounds of drawers opening puts me at ease. At least she won’t be naked if anyone goes in there.
“Another one bites the dust,” Zee sighs, a mocking smile on the bastard?
?s lips.
“Feck off,” I say, using my best Irish accent that has him laughing.
I’ve perfected a lot of accents over the years.
“Reese might just kill you,” he muses. “Well, he might try.”
I snort derisively as we head down the stairs, keeping our voices almost too quiet for even us to hear each other at such a close proximity.
“I could kill Reese with one arm behind my back. But I should probably let him live. Not sure I want to deal with the consequences of snapping his neck.”
Zee is laughing when we enter the hidden basement, moving down the stairs as the door closes behind us.
“So glad you could join us,” Kane says dryly, glaring at me while I give him a cheeky, I-really-don’t-give-a-fuck grin.
“Where the hell is she?” Reese’s snarl draws my attention to where he’s a wasted mess in the corner. He looks like hell right now.
“What happened to you?” I ask, eyeing his unkempt hair, disheveled clothes, and paler than usual skin, meaning it’s been a while since he ate properly.
“I’ve been going out of my bloody mind since you blokes sent me the picture of her. Then you tell me she changed in front of you. Obviously I thought the worst. What’d you do to her?”
Ah, hell. He’s worse off than I imagined. This isn’t good.
When he sniffs the air, his eyes widen, and I see the wild stirring of autumn take over. Motherfucker.
“You bastard!” he roars, lunging at me from across the room, reaching me in one bound.
With one hand, I grab his throat and sling him to the other side, watching him land in a heap.
“Calm the fuck down,” Kane barks, holding his hand up and keeping Reese pinned to his spot before he can come at me again.
Hindsight being what it is, I probably shouldn’t have come down here smelling like fresh sex.
“What’s the matter, Reese?” Dice taunts, and I mentally curse him, imploring him to shut the fuck up before he continues. But it’s Dice, so the dumbass just keeps talking. “Upset that Thad is bagging the girl you’ve been chasing after? Even I can see how badly you want her.”
Zee groans, I curse, and Reese almost tears through Kane’s invisible hold to rip apart the incubus.
“Down, Fido,” Dice continues. “Was the girl yours before she forgot all about who she really was? I guess you didn’t think about that when you had your little memory spell cast. You don’t exactly have the right to be outraged about Thad getting his dick wet. After all you’re the one—”
Dice’s words end on a squeal when Reese loses his fucking mind, and shifts before breaking through Kane’s hold. In a flash, the black wolf is charging across the room, and Dice is running in a circle, dodging each snap of Reese’s jaws.
“Someone bloody help me!” he yelps, narrowly dodging Reese’s razor sharp claws.
“We might should have clued him in,” Zee says on a sigh, as we all stand around and watch the incubus flex his agile moves of retreat.
More and more shit clatters to the ground, and Kane runs a hand through his hair as the big bad wolf tries to shred the squealing bitch—better known as Dice.
“Enough!” Kane roars, throwing out power again, and slamming Reese back into the wall.
A howl of pain erupts from his mouth, and we watch as the fur flees to make room for the flesh.