“Will it piss you off if I do?”
“Yes,” she returned instantly.
Callum replied just as swiftly, “I like you pissed off, baby doll. Haven’t had that in a while.” He nuzzled her stiff neck and flicked her ear with his nose before saying there, “I miss it.”
She growled in her throat.
Callum chuckled in his.
Then they both went still and all three of the inhabitants of the room looked to the window. A car or, by the sounds of it, a truck or SUV was approaching.
“You expecting company?” Ryon asked deceptively casually.
No, he wasn’t.
Then again, there were hundreds of wolves in his hills, some of them with mates, others with family members, most with both. The town and its vicinity, as Mara noted, were heaving.
However, his wolves wouldn’t approach. Not without an invitation or a reason. This was not only the standard but also because he’d newly claimed his mate. They’d need a good excuse to interrupt him during this time even if a celebration was commencing tomorrow.
Which meant this could be bad tidings.
He got out of his chair, lifting Sonia to her feet as he did so, mumbling, “I need to see who’s at the door.”
His mind finally off his mate and on whatever was coming, Callum didn’t notice at first that Sonia fell in step beside him.
When he did, he stopped, looked down at her and ordered, “You stay here.”
She gazed up at him. “But… someone’s at the door.”
“Yes,” he agreed. “And I’m going to see who it is.”
Her expression changed. For some Sonia reason it became stubborn and she retorted, “And I’m going with you.”
Callum sought patience and replied, “Baby doll, you’re in a robe.”
“So?” she returned instantly. “It covers me doesn’t it?”
It did.
However, considering her sweet little body and her pretty face, it didn’t leave much to the imagination even if you didn’t have much of an imagination. And most wolves had excellent imaginations.
“You’re staying here or getting dressed,” Callum commanded.
“I’m going to the door,” she rejoined.
“Sonia –”
Her head tilted. “Is this my house?”
“Sonia –”
“Is it my door?”
Still seeking patience, Callum looked to Ryon who was grinning at them and obviously not about to assist, then he muttered, “Bloody hell.”
“I’m going to the door,” Sonia finished and commenced striding out of the room.
He sighed his defeat. Ryon chuckled. Callum glared at him and he moved out of his study, leaving Ryon behind. He caught her up, took her hand and together they went to the door.