Chapter 15
“Ayla this is Cyrus He is my beta and he helped rescue you. Why he is barging in here, uninvited terrifying you, I’m not sure.” “Hey, I was working out and thought I would come by and see how everything was going. There was no barging, the door was open. Hey Ayla, how are you settling in?” She peeks her head out from behind me and slowly steps to the side, keeping a hold of my shirt. “DAMN girl, you are fine. No wonder Thane has been busy trying to get everything perfect for you.” “Will you shut the hell up for once Cyrus and stop drooling all over yourself.” I look over at Ayla and she has grin on her face. Thankfully, it seems she can handle Cyrus and his mouth. “I’m just pointing out the obvious Thane. Girl here is a thing of beauty that I have no problem appreciating.” “Just get out of here, I will find you in a little bit.” He winks at Ayla, bristling Ronan, “Later gorgeous, I’ve got a shifter to torture, a few murders to plan, and a knife to sharpen. Let me know personally if your highness here forgot to get you something, or if you need better eye candy around.” He turns and hurries off before I can say anything else. Better eye candy? Not likely.
“I’m sorry about him little wolf. He’s my beta and best friend. We’ve been together since we were pups, so he kind of does whatever he wants, but he’s the best at his job and 1 trust nobody more than him.” She quietly nods and starts to walk around her rooms. “I will have breakfast delivered, please let me know if the clothing 1 had delivered for you doesn’t fit and we can always get more. I have several meetings today, but you can always text me if you need something and I can check in with you as well. I want you to relax here today, rest, eat, rest some more, soak you muscles and just lay back knowing that you are safe and I want you to enjoy that feeling. It’s yours. Nobody will take it from you again.” I head for the door, turning and offering her a smile. “Lock this door behind me. It will help you feel better about being in here.” She nods at me and I exit. I hear the lock click in place and I start to head to my office. Leaving her feels wrong, difficult, but I’m not sure why.
Entering my office, I find Cyrus sitting at my desk already waiting. “Barging into Ayla’s rooms like that was a dick move. She could have gone into a full- blown panic attack.” “Door was open, you’re asking for company, plus I had to see her all cleaned up. Curiosity got the best of me. I apologize for potentially scating her, but I won’t apologize for going in. You didn’t tell me how fine she was all cleaned up Thane. She’s absolutely gorgeous. My wolf is still drooling. She’s fine as hell. I’d let her…..“I cut him off with a deep growl. “Damn Thane, you’re getting a little protective over her don’t you think? Is she your mate?” “No, she isn’t my mate. Ronan is extremely protective of her because of what she has endured. She trusts us and I want to keep that way. She could decide to become a pack member and I don’t need you scaring her off before she gets a chance to decide.” “Well, if she isn’t your mate, then you shouldn’t have any problems with me getting to know her a little. Or a lot.” “She doesn’t need to get to know you or anyone else. She was literally kept in a cage for 10 years and forced into heats Cyrus. She has more trauma than we can even fathom and she doesn’t need a horny shifter confusing her or scaring her.” I explain to him, my words coming out sternly as Ronan growls at the thought of the two of them anywhere near each other. “I happen to like them broken.” “No Cyrus, you like them crazy. There is a difference. Little wolf needs to take things here slow, and I don’t want you to overwhelm her. Stay away from her rooms.” “Little wolf? You got a pet name for her already? You sure she’s not your mate?” “I will admit that Ronan is having a hard time leaving her, and seems calm in her presence, but there is no bond, he didn’t recognize her as his mate. She’s beautiful yes, but not ours. That being said, stop pissing him off. Let’s set down here and discuss our prisoner and plan our next moves” “Oh yes, how I love to plan a murder spree first thing in the morning.” He smarts off.
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