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flick of his wrist, he popped the button on his jeans. He met her gaze over her shoulder. She lowered her eyes and dropped her head in submission.
    The knock on the door took him out of the moment. Rhys looked back at the door, then down at Fre. He stalked to the towel lying in the middle of the floor and snatched it up to drape across her body. Pressing his fingertips into the soft skin of her hip, he brushed his lips across the small of her back.
    “If you move, I’ll punish you,” he warned as he laid the cloth over her derriere.
    She wiggled. “I moved. Do your worst.” She chuckled as she rocked in place.
    He snorted at the challenge. “I will make you pay for your impertinence, Fre.”
    Rhys walked to the door and opened it a crack. One of his men stood with his eyes averted, a deep flush rising above his collar.
    “What?” Rhys leaned on the wall.
    “I was sent to fetch you. A situation has developed.”
    “I’ll be there in a few hours.” He started to close the door when the sentinel placed his palm on the panel.
    “No, your advisors request your presence now.” He guard looked at a point beyond Rhys’s shoulder before hastily turning his head.
    “I’ll meet everyone in the war room in ten minutes.” Rhys shut the door before the man could acknowledge his statement and turned on his heel. He looked into the mirror strategically placed to give anyone at the 34

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    door a view of the entire room. Fre was front and center with her lower body barley covered by the minuscule towel. She was still in the spot where he’d left her.
    He stomped to her, speaking as he walked. “Something has come up.” He trailed his fingers down the center of her back.
    “And?” She spoke into the bedclothes.
    “I’ll be back to escort you to dinner.” He snatched his sweater of the carpet. “Be ready in an hour.” Rhys ambled to the door and yanked it open, closing it with a decisive click .
    He marched down the corridor, putting his clothing on. Jogging down the steps he bounded over the banister, landing with a whack on the marble floor. Colin came around the bend heading in the same direction.
    “Glad you could join us. The humans have a few unusual requests.” He handed Rhys the folder he carried. “Are you feeling better now?” He clamped a hand down on Rhys shoulder.
    The deep rumble that vibrated from Rhys chest was the only warning Colin got before Rhys snapped his teeth at his dad’s hand. Someone would pay for interrupting his playtime, and at the moment, he didn’t care who. He rolled his head on his neck and kept walking. Rhys pursed his lips while he glanced over the report. The words were a blur when all he could think about was the woman he’d had to leave for bullshit that could have waited. He ignored the shifters who scurried out of his way, looks of abject fear on their faces. They should be scared. Maybe next time they wouldn’t disturb him.
    The door hit the wall of the meeting room and swung back to tap his arm as he entered the room. He looked each man in the eye as he spoke. “I swear by all that I hold dear we will go into the woods and I will kick each and every one of your asses if you ever disturb me with nonsense again. Unless there’s a colossal ball of flames falling from the sky and threatening mass destruction— Do. Not. Fucking. Disturb. Me .” The aide next to Myka snickered.
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    shoulders. In a controlled change, his nails elongated into lethal claws and burrowed into the assistant’s body. The smell of iron floated up to him as spots of blood dotted the man’s shirt. “Is there anything you’d like to add, Donal?” Rhys leaned in.
    “No.” Donal spoke through clenched teeth, a bead of sweat rolling down his temple
    “Good. Dispatch Klaus and Tiko to escort the President’s entourage.
    I’m bringing Boris in to guard Keen.” He released Donal’s