“Then that makes two of us, sweetheart, so don’t worry about it,” he said, half-expecting her to get pissed, but instead she just looked relieved, which just went to piss him the f**k off.
“The only things you need to know right now is that you and I share two souls and that we could live to be twohundred,”
he said, feeling rather pleased when her mouth dropped open in shock.
“Are you serious?”
“Feel free to ask the Sentinels that will transfer you to your new home all about it if you have any doubts,” he said with a shrug, trying not to care too much that she didn’t believe him.
“Okay, what else?”
“That’s not enough for you?” he asked with a snort of disbelief.
He did not find her little eye roll cute. He didn’t.
“Well, all of your senses are supposed to be magnified.
You’re supposed to be stronger and quicker than a human,” he said, frowning when she held a hand up to stop him.
“What do you mean supposed to?”
“You’re as weak as a human. What the hell did you think I meant?”
“Okay, I’m not strong, but I am really fast.”
He had to snort at that little declaration.
“I am!” she bit out between clenched teeth as she came to her feet and propped her little fists on generous hips.
“For a human? Maybe. But you’re not cut out for the world you were born into, Izzy,” he said dismissively, more than ready to be done with her. “You have a few hours before you leave. I suggest you clean up and get some rest. Good luck,” he said, deciding that he’d ask his questions later if she was still around when he woke up. Right now he needed to get the hell away from her and find a cold shower before his dick burst through his pants.
“But if I could prove that I had these abilities I wouldn’t be sent away?” she asked, eying him carefully.
He opened the door, more than ready to be done with this conversation and her. “No, you wouldn’t be, because that would mean you were trainable,” he said, knowing there was no point in hoping for something that he knew was impossible.
“Well, I am and since I don’t want to be sent off to god only knows where I think I have the right to prove myself,” she said firmly, but he noted the way she anxiously licked her lips.
“You already had your chance,” he snapped.
“Oh yeah, you really gave me a chance by thrusting me in the middle of bunch of werewolves with absolutely no warning whatsoever,” she said dryly, making his damn lips twitch despite himself.
“You want a chance to prove yourself?”
“Yes, it’s the least you can do.”
“And how exactly would you like to prove your abilities?
Are you going to kick my ass?” he asked, fighting back a chuckle when she glared up at him.
“No, I think a simple race would more than prove that I can do whatever the hell it is that I’m supposed to do,”
she explained, taking a cautious step towards the door, probably unsure if he would go through with it or not.
He wouldn’t.
He wasn’t a f**king idiot after all.
“A race?” he asked, pretending to think it over.
“Yes, I think a race is a good idea,” she said, inching closer to him and the door.
“Hmm, perhaps a race along the road?” he asked, trying not to roll his eyes when her lips actually tugged up into a coy little smile before she was able to bite it back.
“That sounds like a good idea,” she said, sounding really hopeful.
“Huh, you know what sounds better?” he asked, wondering if she really thought he was going to fall for this race bullshit. Did she really think he was going to give her a chance to involve humans into this by giving her a chance to flag them down for help?
That was just f**king sad.
“No, what?” she asked, eying him warily as he leaned back against the door, blocking her only exit.
“I think the best way to see if you have what it takes is to see if you can get past me.”
Chapter 20
“Where the hell are you?”
“Why? Do you miss me?” Kale asked, chuckling as he pictured Logan’s face when the man let out a rather vicious growl.
“Where. Are. You?” Logan bit out, completely killing his good mood, which he’d admit were very rare for him.
His life was full of so much bullshit and responsibility that it was sometimes hard to believe that there was a time when he allowed himself the luxury of relaxing.
But that life was over, he reminded himself as focused back on the job at hand.
“Currently?” he asked as he looked out the small window of the commercial jet that was taken him across the country, knowing he was pissing the man off, but not really caring. Just because he was stupid enough to take a job knowing it would only bite him in the ass in end didn’t mean he was anyone’s bitch, especially Logan’s.
“Yes,” Logan bit out through what sounded like clenched teeth.
“Sorry, can’t help you with that, but what I can tell you is that I am currently on my way to Isabella McGuire’s location,” he said, signaling for the flight attendant that he pissed off about a half an hour ago by turning down her rather unappealing offer to show him around Boston, starting with her hotel room of course, to refill his glass. She did, but with a glare that would probably make a human male nervous. It didn’t even faze him.
“Get over it, sweetheart. You just don’t do anything for me,” he said, earning a killing glare, but by the time she slammed a Coke on his tray and stormed off he’d already forgotten about her.
Even if he didn’t have a strict rule about no sex during a job he wouldn’t have taken her up on her offer. She wasn’t ten feet away from him before he could smell another man and disease upon her. Best thing about being an Alpha as far as he was concerned was the control over his beast in human form, control that he never relinquished.
“You know where she is?” Logan demanded.
“Yes.”
“How?”
“A little birdie told me,” he said, leaning back and getting comfortable. Normally he didn’t waste money on a first class ticket, but Logan was picking up the bill and was most likely going to try and torture his ass after this job so he decided he’d let himself enjoy a few perks along the way.
“Cut the shit, Kale, and tell me where she is!” Logan snapped, surprising the hell out of him. The man was emotionless, cold and never reacted to anything. The fact that the man was losing his cool made him even more curious about Ms. McGuire and the real reason behind Logan’s interest in the young woman.