“So, we won’t have any issues, will we?” he asked, but as he said it, I could feel the warm sensation of Alpha power biting into me.
“I got it. I’m not going to be a problem.”
Lord knew I had a lot bigger things to think about right now than a couple of trained teams traipsing through my woods. Like my mate. Vanessa.
Her name kept playing over and over in my mind like it was stuck on repeat. I never wanted a mate. But now that I’d met her, I couldn’t stop thinking about her. Hell, I didn’t even know what she looked like, but I knew she was beautiful. Maybe it was those eyes, so expressive.
“Isaac? You okay, man?”
I scowled. “Fine.”
He seemed satisfied by my response and didn’t press it.
“They shouldn’t take long. A few hours at most. I’ll step out and help speed things along.”
“Great,” I muttered, happy to have him leave my house.
It wasn’t that I had anything against the Alpha, I just didn’t particularly like anyone up in my space.
With him gone for the time being, I headed back into the house. Those cinnamon rolls I’d baked last night were callingmy name. I hadn’t had breakfast before my chores and I was starving as it was damn near lunchtime already.
But when I went to get some, they were nowhere to be found.
“What the hell?” I cried out.
A quick inventory of my kitchen and I had the startling realization that the cookies I’d baked were gone too, along with a package of ham, some cheese, a whole loaf of bread, peanut butter, honey, two boxes of cereal, and my leftovers I’d planned to have for lunch today.
I roared in anger.
Kyle came running into the house.
“Isaac what’s wrong?”
“I’ve been raided. Someone was here and they stole my food.”
A vein in my temple was throbbing and threatening to explode. I had never been so mad or felt so violated before.
“That thief came into my house, Kyle.”
“Are you sure?”
“Of course I’m sure.”
I explained some of the items that had been taken.
“Wait, you baked last night?”
“That’s not the point. The point is, it should have been right here and now it’s gone. All of it’s gone.”
“Okay. They’ve got to be close. My men will find them, Isaac, and we will handle this.”
He left and I could hear him barking orders outside.
If it was those kids, I was going to string them up by their toes or something. I couldn’t actually hit a kid, but maybe if they thought they were about to become my personal pinatas it would scare some sense into them.
I still couldn’t believe that three small boys could do all of this. It didn’t make sense. It had to be a squatter, a grown ass man.
Realizing everything was quiet and the teams had clearly moved deeper into the woods on their witch hunt, I breathed a sigh of relief and sat down in my recliner for a few moments. I was still hungry, but mostly I needed to just calm down.