Bite Me

Chapter 8

Ava was cursing herself. Where the hell did her spine run off to? 

"Fucking Alpha," Ava grumbled under her breath while frosting a dozen cupcakes and a dozen brownies. 

"What's got your panties in a twist? Someone piss you off?" Clair asked as she entered the shop with tons of dollar bills in hand. 

Most of the orders were either paid online or over the phone. And Ava had transferred Clair's salary to direct deposit, but Clair still got plenty of tip money for delivering. 

"Multiple someones," Ava replies, knowing that it was a white lie. 

While Ava wasn't very fond of having the pride around, it was Reeve and his damn mouth that she wanted to eviscerate for denying her a god damn orgasm last night. 

Okay, maybe it was her fault for asking for one in the first place, the damn man was just plain cruel. Ava had tried to finish the job at least 6 times after leaving him in the kitchen, without success. Her fulfilling vibrator had been utterly useless compared to the smooth, thick, and very long cock Reeve had teased her with. 

She released her breath through her teeth and squeezed the icing bad so hard that the brownie was drowned in about 3 inches of chocolate frosting. 

"Ooh, I'll take this one, thank you," Clair said, snatching the brownie and licking it with obvious glee. 

"So," Clair said between licks, "does you mood have anything to do with the hotties hanging out in town? People are saying they are shifters." 

Ava just grunted in response.

"Do you know them?"

"I know one of them," Ava replied, knowing that Clair wouldn't stop asking until she got some information. 

Ava wasn't used to sharing her feelings. But, somehow, one look in those blue eyes of her assistant had her spilling her guts. "This stays between us?"

Clair nodded with the biggest smile on her face and extended her hand with a curved pinky finger like they were 10 years old. "Pinky Swear." 

Ava stared at the little finger, shocked. 

"I don't pinky swear."

"You will if you want it to stay a secret."

Ava could have easily kept her affairs a secret, but she just shook her head, and quickly touched her pinky finger to Clair's extended one. 

"This never happened," Ava grumbled in a warning tone. She knew her reputation would take a hit if anyone ever found out. "The Pride is staying at my place. They are being targeted by some wolves and wanted to lie low her for a bit. The Beta is my baby brother." 

Even though she was a bit unsure when Dante had first showed up her, she wasn't pissed at him. Both her and her inner cat felt that it was perfectly natural to seek out her help in times of danger. And she liked it that way. 

"I didn't know you had a brother." 

Ava just shrugged. She never talked about Dante, or the rest of her family for that matter. 

It wasn't that she was ashamed and wanted to hide them. It's just that everyone knew about Dante's older sibling.  

Most Prides still told tales about her after dinner. But Ava felt no shame about any of the facts they knew about her. She did, however, get pissed off when she was the subject of so much attention. 

Still, Ava was annoyed, and not only because of the reasons she had given her brother a couple days ago. Dante had come with a complication that was very surprising and unappreciated. A mouthwatering, six foot four complication that made her cat purr and bat her eyelashes.