headed to her bedroom. She glanced down the hallway to see that Cyrus’s door was shut, and she knew he was already asleep because of his early morning shift. Shutting her bedroom door, she leaned against it and closed her eyes. Being around Dr. Whalen had made her feel more connected to Adam. She supposed it had something to do with them being in the same pack, but since she had no clue about the wolf side of herself, she could only guess.
Throwing her clothes into the hamper, she pulled on a sleep shirt and flopped onto the bed. She tossed and turned, trying to shut down her brain so she could rest, but the alpha with his icy blue eyes taunted her. She was tempted a dozen times to pull her vibrator from her top drawer. When she finally sat up and tugged open the drawer, she found the vibrator was gone. In its place was a folded piece of blue paper. Her hands trembled as she opened it, and anger filled her.
Nothing but your mate’s cock will do, Cinder. Come to me now before you’re overwhelmed. We belong together. Adam
She squeezed her hand into a tight fist, crushing the paper. The nerve! It was one thing to be bossy, but it was an entirely different thing to take away her battery-operated boyfriend.
Seething, she threw the wad of paper in the corner and flopped back on the bed. Rubbing the heels of her hands against her closed eyes, she growled in aggravation. She knew she couldn’t wake up Cyrus, and she wasn’t sure she’d even want him touching her anyway. Without her vibrator, she’d have to settle for her fingers and there was something about that action that was grating on her. Maybe because her wolf was panting for Adam’s hands, not her own.
Well, if he thought he was going to get her to come running just because he’d had his people swipe her pretty purple vibrator, he had another thing coming.
Rolling over, she tugged the covers over herself and told the whining wolf in her head to shut up and go to sleep.
* * * * *
Adam paced at the front window, waiting for Angie’s car to return. Cinder would be with her, and he would finally have his mate in his home where she needed to be. He was alone in the front room. He’d been snarling at his pack all evening, waiting for Cinder to arrive, and they’d wisely chosen to leave him alone. He could hear them in the house, though. His parents were in the kitchen. Brick and Solan were playing a video game in the den.
The house was old and big and had been the alpha’s home for several generations. When he took over as alpha, he’d been tempted to give up the home and stay in his own place, but the pack was traditional, and it hadn’t been a hardship to move from his small two-bedroom and into the enormous house. He had the entire third floor to himself. The master suite had what his sister called an “epic bathroom” and along with an office on the floor, there were also four bedrooms. The bedroom doors were always shut. But ever since he’d seen Cinder, he’d been thinking about those rooms. Thinking about the pups who would live in them. A girl with Cinder’s beautiful green eyes. A boy with his dark hair. He’d never been one to think much about having his own family, but now he couldn’t stop.
Headlights flashed as a car turned down the long driveway. He knew it was Angie’s, and he watched intently, trying to calm his excited wolf. Angie’s car parked in the grass in front of the house and the headlights turned off. There was no movement for several minutes and wariness settled over him. The driver’s door opened, and the overhead light illuminated the interior as she climbed out. Cinder was not in the car.
He snarled loudly. Angie opened the front door, and Adam faced her. She dropped to her knees with a soft sob and said, “I’m sorry. She made me leave and said she wouldn’t–”
“Wouldn’t what?” he said, growling