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CHRISTMAS SURPRISE
~WILLOW~
“Honestly,this feels like some Omega shit.”
“Being taken care of by your packmates is Omega shit?” Milo inquired and offered me a spoonful of some melted chocolate granola goodness. “I could imagine you being an Omega from those smutty novels.”
I choked on my salvia before gawking at him.
“How the hell do you even know about that stuff?”
“I know a lot of stuff, Princess,” he teased and arched an eyebrow as he offered the spoon once more. “Now finish this.”
“I swear it’s a sin to eat this much food,” I noted, but I couldn’t waste the chocolate goodness. “Did Jayce make this?”
“I whipped it up while you three were having fun,” Jayce noted as he walked out the washroom while slipping into a T-shirt. “Where’s Dimitris?”
“Here.” Dimitris came walking back into the room, his eyes glued to a tablet while he wore a pissed-off expression.
“Who fucked with your assets?” I decided to ask the prime question, to which Dimitris paused to stare at me.
“What?”
“That’s the look you make when someone wants to fuck with your transactions, assets, or well-being,” I summed up. “It’s kinda hot, but I feel bad for whoever is on the receiving end because they’re landing in Neo’s studio.”
“Our Rebel totally got that right,” Jayce praised as he walked over and leaned in to see what was on the tablet that was making Dimitris so sour-looking. He whistled. “Shit. Is that live footage?”
“Sadly,” Dimitris grumbled.
“What?” I pestered. “Is something crazy happening aside from NYC firefighters working on putting out the lingering fires?”
“Nope.” Jayce looked far too amused for it to be just that. “Just that the house is surrounded.”
“This house?” I questioned and stared at the three of them, acknowledging how utterly calm they were. “And y’all aren’t losing your shit in the slightest?”
“Dimitris is totally losing his shit,” Milo suggested as he put the bowl onto the tray that sat between us on the bed. “Deep inside.”
“Meaning someone’s already dead,” I confidently assumed and looked to Dimitris. “Who did you kill?”
His glare was priceless before he rolled his eyes and muttered, “The commander in his stuck-up office.”
Jayce whistled again. “Damn. You have no patience. When did you go accomplish that deed? When Willow and I were in the shower?”
“Fucking,” Milo added, which made me reach out to elbow him.
“Ow!”
“You had loads of time to enjoy me. Let Jayce have some fun, too.”
“You know I’m the type to share,” Milo reasoned with an innocent look.
“See that expression right there,” Jayce began as he pointed his way. “That’s the face of a cunning liar.”
I laughed and shook my head. “Y’all aren’t worried at all that we’re surrounded by a group of assassins or anything?” I specifically looked at Dimitris. “And how did you kill the commander? Don’t tell me you can teleport because I swear you can’t.”
“I don’t need to teleport.” The man was already tapping on the tablet like this conversation meant nothing to him. “I got Klaus to do it.”
“Who’s Klaus?” all three of us said in unison.
