Page 46 of Tethered to the World
She could only blink at him and take another step back as the scent seemed to invade every pore of her being. “Come again?”
“I was hit with a number of balloons filled with deer musk.”
She winced at the way his lips curled. “Wolves?”
He grunted, his eyes burning with disgust.
“And the burn marks?”
His smile was slow to form. “Payback.” Then he turned on his heel. “I’ll be in the shower. I’ll be back in in an hour or two…or whenever I can get this stench out.”
It wasn’t long before the other two members returned from their patrol. Thankfully no one else had been doused. “What the hell happened?”
Camden gestured for Mason to leave, and only the two of them remained. His gaze turned critical as he studied her, and she crossed her arms, knowing she wasn’t going to like what he said next.
“Logan is without a pack now, which means he’s free game for the others.” He leaned against the counter without removing his gaze from her.
The implications slammed into her, and she could no longer hold his stare. “Because of me.”
She thought she’d been doing him a favor.
Helping him.
Camden sighed, and she glanced up to see him stride toward her. “Maybe, but there’s no changing what happened. Logan is more than strong enough to fight back. And he has us. Those wolves won’t mess with him again for a good long while…at least not until their fur grows back.”
She did a double take at the humor in his voice, but Camden only shrugged.
“Logan needed to be taken down a peg or two. While he might be an amazing fighter, he’s not invincible. Many have left him alone for fear of retaliation from his pack. It’s better it happened now than in a fight later. He’ll be more on guard now.”
That wasn’t enough to alleviate her guilt.
It only made it worse, and her eyes flickered up the stairs.
“Go.” Camden nudged her gently, careful not to touch her skin. “Talk to him.”
She grudgingly trudged up the stairs. She hadn’t even been there long and she was turning their lives upside down. She was sure they didn’t appreciate it. Camden’s room was located on the second floor, the first door on the right. She wasn’t surprised it was clean and orderly, books covering every surface.
The door across from him was cracked open, enough to allow her to see Mason standing with his back toward her.
His naked back.
It was covered with an intricate tattoo that swirled over his left shoulder and down his spine. The black lines of his tattoos were more tribal, and not remotely human.
Shit…the man was massive. Unlike some people who had bulky muscles, he was proportionate. Instead of being intimidated, she remembered his gentleness with her.
Feeling like a voyeur, she hastily backed away. The next door was shut, the sounds muted, the scent of sea breeze marking it as Xander’s. The room next to the stairs was a bathroom, the shower still running, the stench of spoiled urine strong despite the door separating them.
She crossed the hall to the last door, then hovered in the doorway. Much to her surprise, the place wasn’t the pigsty she’d been imagining. Though extremely cluttered, there seemed to be an underlying order to the madness. The bed was unmade, the sheets and blankets rumpled, like he didn’t spend time there often. Mostly clothes were strewn about the room, but the desk in the corner had scattered computer parts everywhere.
She followed the path on the floor, drawn to the chaos, not daring to touch anything.
A shadow passed to the right, and she turned, then froze as she saw Logan walk in wearing only a towel around his waist. He used a second towel to scrub his hair dry, then stiffened when he noticed her in the corner.
“I, uh…” She struggled to keep her eyes from straying to his chest. And a stray thought popped in her head—for someone short and lean, he was incredibly fit, his muscles sleek and toned.
“Annora?”
“Sorry!” She blurted out, dragging her eyes up to meet his. The thought of his sexy body vanished when she remembered how she’d royally fucked up his life. “I’m sorry my interference made your life harder. I was just trying to help. I didn’t mean to screw it up so badly.”
