“Cyrus has dozens of alphas in his pack and an army. Why would he send you to retrieve me?”
“Because when I say home, princess, I mean Snow Moon Pass.”
Ah, s**t. Double s**t. Cyrus couldn’t have known that I was pregnant, meaning he’d decided based solely on the mating bond.
The mating bond that wasn’t there.
“You’re bleeding,” Trick growled. I glanced down at my hand and grimaced. I’d scraped myself on the screen, but it was minor.
“Most of this isn’t mine.”
“None of it should be yours. Shower. Now. I want that stench and the blood off you.”
“No. I’m fine—damn it!” I shrieked as he picked me up, but he didn’t even bother to muffle me.
A moment later, warm water was running over me. Trick jerked the wig off and climbed in with me. When he put his hands on the buttons of my shirt, I
