Page 163 of Deadly Sweet

Thor responds with a chitter before grabbing the bag of chips I brought for a snack and ripping into it.

My phone chimes. Pulling it out of my pocket, I see it’s a text message from Jake.

Jake: Did you bring Thor to school?

Me: Noooo

Jake: Savvy!

Me: Okay, so I did. But he was sleeping the whole time.

Jake: Clearly not. He bit Julia.

Julia. Ugh. How dare he call her anything but cunt muffin or ragging troll bitch.

Me: Jessica had it coming. You should have heard the things she was saying about me in the bathroom! She called me crazy.

Jake: You're not crazy, but you're not helping that accusation.

Me: You wanna see crazy? I’ll fucking show you crazy.

Jake: Nope. I trust you on that one. She insulted you?

Me: Yes! And you. And our pack.

Jake: Does Thor at least have his shots?

Me: Yes. Of course. I’m not that stupid.

Jake: I’d never call you stupid, Sweet Girl. But in that case, have a good day, baby.

Grinning at the phone, I send him a kissy face and put it back in my pocket.

“Today was a good day,” I tell Athena. “Now, let’s go home and put you down for a nap so your daddy and I can have some naked wrestling time.”

Sex. We’re going to have sex. So many orgasms. I pity these poor men when my heat hits. They won’t even stand a chance.

The thought of my heat has my stomach turning. Nope, not going to let that bring down my good mood. I’ll cross that bridge when it comes. If it ever does.

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