Series: Werewolves of Wall Street Series by Renee Rose
Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 66669 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 333(@200wpm)___ 267(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66669 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 333(@200wpm)___ 267(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
The anger in her scent riles my wolf even more than the threat to my pack, but there’s nothing I can do to fix it. I’m the one who’s made her angry.
“I see.” She heads for the bed, grabbing her yoga pants and putting them on under her towel.
I can’t bear to watch her close down, shut me out. I force myself to turn and head for the door. “I have to go.”
My wolf whines like he’s been wounded. But he knows we have no choice. Madi is safe and secure here. We have to protect our pack.
She’s fully dressed, and on my heels. I whirl and pull her close, pressing a kiss to her forehead.
I’m sorry, I want to say. But I can’t. Because I have to choose my pack.
One day, she might understand.
Madi
I push Brick away, incensed. “So, I’m still fired?”
His expression is pained. “For now. You can’t come to work. The situation’s…delicate.”
Delicate? I am perfectly capable of problem-solving all the sticky situations that arise for him. Even when I was falsely accused, I was the one who solved the mystery.
“And I can’t be trusted with the details? Have I not proven I can solve any problem?”
Brick’s expression is unyielding.
My face gets hot. “I can’t believe this.” I push past him and grab my coat.
“Where are you going?”
“I’m not staying here.”
“You can’t leave.”
Warning bells clang in my head. “What do you mean? I can’t go home?”
“No. I have to keep you safe. And a secret.”
“What?”
“Madi… our mating…it has to be a secret. No one can know.”
My stomach caves like he punched me. My throat goes dry.
“You’re human. My mating you won’t be acceptable to my pack. I could lose everything.”
I can’t believe this. It’s just like my mom and Brett-fucking-Harrington. I’m not good enough to be presented to society. But in this case, it’s wolf society.
I’m going to be sick.
“You’re a weakness to the pack. My weakness.”
I’m ice cold. “Screw this.” I yank open the front door.
Brick moves fast, somehow getting through the door first to block me.
Two beefy men stand outside like sentries. “Good morning, Alpha,” one of them says gruffly.
“Tell no one that she’s here. Guard her with your life. No one gets in” –he turns to give me an unfathomable look– “or out.”
“What?” He can’t mean that. I harden my voice. “You can’t lock me in here, Brick Blackthroat. If you leave me here now, I’ll never forgive–”
The door shuts. Only my pride keeps me from rushing forward and beating on it, cursing the man who made me such beautiful promises. Promises that didn’t last a week.
I’ll be calm. Logical. I step forward, ready to try the door. I can reason with Brick and solve this dilemma just like I’ve solved every other one.
But my strength gives out when I hear the cold, final click of a deadbolt, and I realize I’m locked in. I’m a bird in a gilded cage. A princess in a tower.
Trapped.
Betrayed.
Utterly alone.