Page 39 of Knot your Princess
My.
God.
He ishot. Fucking, gorgeously, dirty-sexy hot with his manly attitude and lack of control around me.
A soft knock followed by Enzo calling my name draws my thoughts back to the present.
“Sophia? Can I come in?”
“Yeah,” I call out and fling the covers back over me.
He unlocks the door and opens it, sticking his head around, an apologetic expression on his face.
“Forgive me for keeping my distance,cara. I didn’t think it was appropriate to hang around.”
I snort in amusement and forgive him instantly. “Nothing to apologise for. I get it.” Narrowing my eyes, I jump on the opening I’ve been handed right out of the gate. “Trent was helpful.”
Enzo’s gaze hardens. “Oh, was he?”
I nod, but he doesn’t say anything else. What can he say? I’m an adult and an omega who was in her heat. I think he chooses to blissfully ignore the entire situation and clears his throat.
“I thought you might like to know that I have contacted your mother. She, and your father know you are with me, but they do not know where you are yet.”
“Why not?”
“Let’s just say that being petty is a flaw, but one I cannot help.”
“Just like Mum.”
“Hmm.”
If he sees what I attempted to do, he ignores that as well, but I’m determined to wedge myself even further into the middle of this war between them to fix it. I don’t want bad blood. There is no need. I don’t know or understand what happened, but I don’t see why we can’t all live happily ever after. Enzo clearly cares about me, despite his absence during my heat, which I understand. It would’ve been weird for him and mortifying for me.
“You will be returned to your father as soon as Cesca finds me. I don’t expect it will be much longer. I hear she has the hounds out.”
He seems pleased at the prospect, although I’m not sure why.
“Fine,” I huff. "I’ll get showered and get this stuff cleaned up. I’m not going anywhere, so do I have to be locked up?”
He shakes his head. “The house has been secured. You are free to roam around but know that you cannot escape.”
“I don’t want to.”
He nods slowly, not believing me, but it’s tough shit. I will get him on my side if it kills me. Hopefully, it won’t.
“Any clothes?”
He nods. “I sent out for a few things. I hope they fit.” He crosses to the door and opens it, grabbing a large shopping bag and leaving it on the bed.
“Thanks.”
“There’ll be some food ready soon. I know it’s late, but if you want to join us, know you are welcome.”
“Us?”
Hoping he means Trent, so that I know he hasn’t left for his business yet, I try to remain nonchalant.
“Trent and I.”
