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Cricket dabbed sha she could scrub away thoughts of the arrogant conceited alpha

A knock on the door hed “Sir?”

“How er?” asked Slade

Cricket rolled her eyes Alphas had no patience “I’ll be out soon” Everyone had agreed Slade should stay with her since her presence, unfortunately for her, kept his inner beast in check

Ruining my life

“Very well”

Cricket stuck her head under the shower faucet and rinsed off the shampoo She turned the water off and like a wolf, shook her hair then scrunched it Her natural curls cascaded down her neck She grabbed her red silk robe and peeked out the door

His royal ass, perfect muscular ass, sat on her couch Slade’s bulk ht as roo a beer and watching a hockey gahed, her heart tap-danced in glee For a fleetingafter hot sex

Snap out of it, Cricket Don’t go there She should go back in and take a cold shower

Fortunately, he wore clothes One of the betas had brought Slade his suitcase Otherwise, she ood idea, not while he was back to normal

She stepped forward “I’ll dress and then we can go check in with Dr Warner”

“He texted tohall”

“So he’s not pissed you forced him into the observation cell?”

He laughed “Nah, he’s a shrink, remember? Goes with the territory”

Cricket wished she wore a gunnysack instead of the thin red robe, which tickled her nipples into greedy stiffness His glance honed in on their impish mischief She folded her arms “Well, I better hurry, since Dr Warner plans to fly out today”