Chapter 23

"Santa Claus?" I mumble, pressing my face into my pillow with a sigh. "Why are you in my bed? Are you here to rape me?" "It wouldn't be rape. You'd like it too much." He teases and I groan. But don't make the effort to pull away. "How old is that line? Seriously, get with the program." "Someone's cranky." He says. I roll over slightly so I can glare at him. "Wouldn't you be if a strange man crawled in your bed and started talking to you when all you want to do is sleep? Not to mention, this strange man pissed you off earlier in the day?" "Well, now that you put it like that-" "Liam!" I shriek and sit up. "This is not a joking matter. I can't believe you actually did that today! What if he tells Alpha Beckett? Oh my gosh, I'm gonna get slaughtered." Liam laughs. Yeah, he actually laughs when all I'm doing is freaking out. Aren't mates supposed to be comforting? But no, he laughs. "Adam won't tell.