Wolf's Claim (The Royal Heir #3) - Jen L. Grey Page 0,27
an eye on me. Little did I know that Darren already had his cronies looking for me. They'd somehow knocked Mason out and abducted him for leverage. When I came out of the kitchen, all I had found was his books and cell phone. There was no trace of him anywhere in the bar.
"It's clear." Kassie walked back in with Tommy and Mona following behind her. "However, don't let your guard down. If anyone goes out on the balcony, for the love of God, come grab at least one of us."
"I promise." For so long, the three of them had been there for me. I hated seeing them so stressed out. Despite that, even when I gave Mona and Kassie an out for raising me, they'd insisted on maintaining their roles as guards. At least, we were paying them a salary now.
We entered the living room. It was an open floor plan connecting to the dining area. There was a large, gray, L-shaped couch in the middle with the back butting up against a thick glass wall.
There was a seventy-inch flat screen hung opposite the couch and a small sofa to the side.
"At least, we have time to watch a movie or something tonight." Ella yawned as she sat on the couch. "And it's surprisingly comfortable."
A ding alerted us to the elevator door opening, and the man from downstairs rolled in our luggage. "Let me know if you need anything."
"We're good. Thank you though." I smiled at him, just wanting to be alone.
"What are we going to do for dinner?" Ella huffed as she pulled her legs onto the couch and wrapped her arms around them. "I'm hungry."
After the day we'd all had, going out didn't sound like a great idea. "Why don't we order a pizza?” Even though I was hesitant to eat out, there wasn’t any other option here. At least, I knew what nightmare inducing herbs tasted like after the other night.
"A pizza?" Ella arched her eyebrow. "That's only enough for me."
"You know what she means." Mason rolled his eyes as he sat on the other end of the couch and patted the seat beside him. "And that sounds great to me."
"Thank God." Kassie yawned and shook her head. "I don't think I'd be up for doing anything else today. It's been rough. Remember, if the food tastes funny, you don’t eat it.”
"You're not kidding," Mona said as she walked over and grabbed my and Mason's bag. "I can run down to the lobby and pick it up if someone will order it."
"And for the love of God, please make sure there are at least two pepperoni and sausage pizzas. Otherwise, Ella won't let me have any." Louis frowned even though his eyes seemed to flicker with mirth.
"Hey, I don't share food. Blame it on Mason." She pointed her finger at him. "He would eat food right off my plate."
Just now, everything felt almost normal. I headed over to Mason and sat next to him.
"Because you'd take the whole meal, all the servings Mom fixed." He wrapped his arm around me and leaned his head down to my ear. "Mom loves making meatloaf cupcakes. She says it's so much easier than a big glob so it reduces cooking time."
"Okay." I wasn't quite sure why he was telling me this.
"Ella runs into the kitchen to get her serving and takes all twelve." Mason narrowed his eyes at his sister. "Everything! Didn't even leave any for Mom."
"And she said I was a growing girl." Ella dropped her feet back to the ground and crossed her arms. "When are you going to stop throwing that in my face. Let it go. It was so last year."
"Sometimes, I wonder how we were mated to those two." Louis caught my eye and shook his head. "They aren't quite like anyone else I've ever met."
"Watch it, Luey!" She tilted her head and leaned back against the couch and threw one of the pillows at him.
"I hate that name," Louis growled. "Stop it."
"What would everyone like?" Tommy pulled his phone from his pocket. "I think food may help the atmosphere in this room."
Ella did get angry when she hadn't eaten. Maybe once we got the food here, she would calm down. That’s what I was hoping for anyway. "I'm good with a pizza all the way."
"Same for me." Mason moved his arm down and took my hand. He stood and tugged me in the direction Mona had walked. "Let's go get situated."
"Yeah, I may