Page 100 of Love Bites

“Technically, I’m about to become a queen. So we’re equals,” Izzy pointed out.

I chuckled.

Blair sighed, sitting back in her chair. “You’re going to make that wolf regret his decision, aren’t you?”

“Probably,” Izzy’s voice was upbeat, as if she liked the idea.

I turned my computer back around and hit the button to start a video call.

The women slipped out of their chairs and came around my desk. Though they stayed far enough to the side that they weren’t in the video, they could see the screen.

Porter picked up at the last second.

“If you’re not calling to tell me you convinced one of your mate’s sisters to be mine, I’m hanging up,” he said flatly.

“My mate still doesn’t have any sisters,” I lied smoothly.

He would know it was a lie, but acknowledging the truth would give him leverage. And power. Which I wasn’t going to allow. IfIzzy wanted to let him meet her sisters, that was a decision she would make for herself.

“Fuck off.”

Before he could end the call, I said quickly, “But another siren has come to me requesting protection. She’s agreed to mate with you in exchange for the same.”

Porter’s eyes narrowed slightly. “She’s willing?”

“Yes. And hungry.”

“I’ll be there before the sun goes down.”

“You’ll challenge Curtis before she’ll leave with you, of course.”

“I’ll send the message to set up the fight on my way to the city. It’ll happen tonight. Let the other leaders know.”

With that, Porter hung up.

“Well, that told me absolutely nothing about him,” Izzy grumbled. “He didn’t even bat an eye when you said I was going to mate with him.”

“He was calm the whole time. He doesn’t seem to have much of a temper, at least,” Blair offered.

“He’s subdued his personality to the extent that I doubt you’ll see much emotion from him,” I agreed. “You’ll be safe.”

Izzy’s expression said something along the lines of,“fuck being safe”.

“I’m going to go pack my stuff. Thank you,” she said, her gratitude pointed to me. It seemed genuine.

She closed the door behind herself, leaving me alone with my female.

“So,” Blair said, leaning her hip against my desk.

“So,” I repeated, turning my chair so I could study her.

“Should I be worried about Izzy?” she asked.

“No. Porter will respect her, when he’s with her.”

“You don’t think he’ll be with her often?”

“I think he wants her magic to try to find some part of himself that disappeared when he lost his family. And until he does—ifhe does—he’s going to put as much distance between them as he can.”

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