Lyra

Lyra

As we all exit the Jet the cold hits me and I am reminded of being home, taking a deep breath I continue down the stairs. Maddox walks down the steps in front of me on high alert, scanning the area for any threat, the last time my Alpha got off the Jet my ass hole brother intercepted him and his men.

Turning Maddox offered me his hand as I stepped down the last few steps. He really is perfect; I think as I look him in the eye ‘If you keep looking at me like that i will fuck you right here, right now’ Maddox growled through our mind-link that I am still getting used to, sending a shiver down my spine straight to my core.

He smirks as he kisses my neck, pulling a moan from me. “Can't you two keep your hands off each other for like five minutes?” Demitri groans at us as he pushes past us heading to the awaiting cars. The group of mercenaries I always use wait for us, nodding to them as we reach the cars.

The car ride to the safe house was short as was the time we had to get to the