บททั้งหมดของ Warning: Danger: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

~Leia’s Point of View~ Warmth and softness surrounded me, like the best kind of waking up. On a cold day when you have nowhere to be, when it’s freezing outside but you’re snug in your bed all cozy and safe.    And … alive? I forced my eyes open and looked around. Definitely a guy’s room, boring and plain. No color. I suddenly realized my whole body ached, with a stiff soreness. Oh, and there was an arm over my hip and belly, holding me tight. A powerful feeling was there, between our skin. A bond like I’d never felt. It was all over my body since he was pressed up against me.   There is no way this is Javier, no way. He’d never be in a room this small and basic. I took a deep breath.   *It’s our mate,* my

~Leia’s Point of View~ “What the hell is that? An earthquake,” I screamed, grabbing a blanket off the couch and pulling it over my head.   I knew that was stupid, but it was all I could think to do. I felt Dustin’s weight fall on the couch next to me. No, there wouldn’t be earthquakes here, that’s stupid. He’s gonna laugh at me.   “It’s uhm, my dad. In our helicopter,” he said, sounding annoyed.   I jerked the blanket off my head and let out a small laugh. Dough boy. Money boy. Of course he has a damn helicopter. My dad didn’t even have one. And he has a flipping helipad next to his house at the academy. I’d never seen someone with THAT kind of pull.   

~Leia’s Point of View~   I had to admit I was pretty terrified of Dustin’s roommates, but the girls seemed nice enough. I had heard of Alice Westin a few times over the years, I mean literally everyone knows the name Westin. And also well, who didn’t know the name Greco. Greco & Fuentes = bad news. I guess we had that in common. Miranda was cute and bubbly, absolutely nothing like what you would expect from a mafia princess. I had a lot of questions there.   I had no clue what was in store for my mate and I, what our future would hold. If we would even have a future. I prayed we would, I had to hold onto that. I had the dreams growing up that all little pups did about their mate, how amazing he would be … strong and handsome. I had to admit, never in any of my dreams was he a tall, skinny white guy. It makes me laugh now just thi

~Leia’s Point of View~   I stared down at my dad’s number punched into the phone. I just had to hit send. Dustin was gawking at me but I knew he wouldn’t push me. We weren’t in a rush. Jesse was going to come back in an hour to give us privacy.   I looked around, wondering how the hell anyone could live out here. It was like a dry jungle of nothing. Jesse had said his aunt stays here most of the time and that was just shocking. I was terrified a snake would fall from a tree or a crocodile would jump out of the brush. I was a city girl and this was not my thing, not even close.   *Yeah I don’t like it here one bit,* my wolf said, putting in her two cents. She was scared as hell too. But this was certainly nowhere the cartel would come looking for me. Or want to.

~Leia’s Point of View~   “He can find his own damn bride,” I said, and just as the words left my mouth I regretted them.   You don’t talk back to Omar Fuentes, and not to Javier either. Javier could gut me and move on seconds later as if nothing happened. The man didn’t look like he had a soul or any emotion at all. Just a machine like my brothers, walking and talking … moving. Always plotting though, always planning the next move.   I saw my father’s eyes change, flickering to black as his anger rose. His nostrils flared. You didn’t want to see him angry. I gulped and stepped back, Dustin wrapped his arms around me.   “I trust you’ll honor our agreement. Leia is now under our protection. The Myst may not be what it