a bit of awe. Good, it was better if they were a little scared of me.
"No." His voice was low and I thought I saw a tic by the corner of his mouth.
"That's good. As the new leader of the wolves, I'll expect a list of names you'll be supplying for your portion of the work duty."
He nodded, his eyes still lingering in the air where the rings had disappeared.
"Now, does anyone else have something they need to discuss?" I searched the faces in the room. No one else spoke.
"Okay then, see you guys next week." Once I'd taken over, I'd instituted weekly meetings to try and stay on top of everything. It might not have been one of my brightest ideas.
"I'd like a moment alone," Kaz said, drawing my attention back to him.
I nodded toward the door, silently signaling for him to wait as everyone exited.
As soon we were alone, I leaned against the wall, not overly concerned. "What?"
He closed the six or so feet between us and leaned close, resting a hand by my head. "I heard you're rolling solo these days." Then the smile I'd seen him fighting lit up his face. He wasn't a bad looking guy, wolf man, or whatever. He definitely had the swagger that I unfortunately found so appealing, but my life couldn't handle another complication and I'd had one alpha too many crush my heart.
I didn't mean to insult him but I couldn't help but laugh. A death threat I would've expected. He joined in and laughed as well.
"Are you a schizophrenic, or is all that other stuff an act?"
"The wolves follow strength. In your face, ball breaking strength." He shrugged as if that was all the explanation necessary.
"Do you enjoy acting like that?"
"I don't really mind. Comes pretty natural to me. I'm sure as hell not letting anyone else make the choices I'll have to live by. So how 'bout it? You and me." He leaned slightly closer but didn't actually touch me, just hovered. "It's not even how hot you are. I've got hot chicks falling all over me on a daily basis. But girl, you've got bigger balls than my second in command. I bet you're a firecracker in bed, too." When he ran his knuckles over my cheek, I knew it was time to stop this little game.
"Thanks for the offer, but I don't think it's a good idea." I moved out from between him and the wall before he tried to touch more than my cheek.
I had to give him credit; he never lost his smile. He pushed back off the wall.
"Door 's always open." He mimicked his words with his actions as he opened the conference room door for me.
I nodded and then scrambled to put some space between us , not wanting any further display of amorous attention.
When I spotted Burrom at the end of the hall, I yelled down to him to hold up a minute as I walked briskly to catch up.
"Burrom, where are you heading?" Sneaky bastard always had something going on.
He paused for me and winked. "On my way to make the most of this fine body you helped me get."
"I need a minute."
"You willing to stand in if I get stood up?" he asked, smirking down at me.
Burrom flirting; I didn't know if I'd ever get used to it.
"Please don't do that with me. It's just..." I shuddered a little.
"Fine," he said, the gruff tones of the old Burrom sneaking back into the newly refined body. "What do you want?"
"I need to know something."
He looked at me and squinted his eyes, reading my expression.
"Not here," I added.
We entered the stairwell and made our way to his suite. A few other Fae had tried to take over Burrom's suite in his absence but had been swiftly given the boot. Unlike the wolves, none of the Fae, not even the new ones, messed with Burrom. Maybe it was the whole Ground Fae deal, or maybe it was something just unique to Burrom.
"What's up?" he asked as he sat and reclined against the sofa in his room. "And be quick about it."
I paced for a moment while he made faces and sighed loudly, hinting at his impatience to hear what was so important.
I stopped a few feet in front of him and finally just blurted it out. "I've been