Page 10 of Xander
Chapter Four
Frost
Frost smiled and waved at the people she had gotten to know over the years she had worked at the US Department of Fish and Wildlife, loving the feeling of Xander walking next to her.His presence allowed her to project an air of nonchalance.She hated being in crowded areas, and downtown Denver had grown more and more crowded over the years.Too many people made her feel claustrophobic, which was why she preferred the outdoors.
“Do you live in the city?”
She shook her head.“I only come for monthly staff meetings.Well, I try to show up for them, but most of the time I make excuses that I’m tracking a particular species and I can’t make it in without losing the trail.It’s been several months, to be honest.I rent a small cabin in Snowfall and traveled wherever the job took me.”
He smiled at her and she found herself returning the smile, not feeling at all self-conscious.
The one thing that she loved about being an immortal was the strength she could feel pulsing through her veins.Although she could’ve asked Xander what the main differences were between her old human form and her shifter one, she preferred to find out for herself.
When they reached her boss’s office, she didn’t bother knocking on the always closed door.She placed her hand in the middle of the probably fake wooden door and pushed with a little bit of force.To her satisfaction, the door ripped off the hinges with ease.She giggled as she watched the door stall upright for a split second, before it tilted forward and landed with a crash on the man’s desk.
Instead of taking a step into the office, she stood at the doorway with her arms crossed over her chest.There was a perverse pleasure that she gained from the fear she spotted in his eyes.She smiled wider when his heart started to pound in his chest and his breathing increased to the point where she thought he might hyperventilate.Adding to his fear, she tipped her lips wider and gave him a vicious smile.
Sweetheart, are you trying to give the man a heart attack?
Nope, but he will have one when he sees you.
“Frost…what…what are you…doing here?”
“Expected me to be dead too, huh, Bob?Well, too bad for you, I guess.”
His eyes widened and she thought he might wet himself as his eyes darted behind her to see Xander.He walked casually into the office, blocking out the light from the hallway beyond with his huge, muscular body.Bob’s eyes didn’t leave Xander.When Xander growled, a low vibration for a second, Bob swallowed visibly.
“Oh, Bob, how rude of me.This is Xander.He’s my snow leopard-shifter mate.The one that you—yes, I know it was you, Bob—sent those mercenaries to kill.”
Without waiting for a response, she sprinted forward, her movements unseen by Bob, until she appeared in front of him and lifted the fat fucker off the floor and pinned him to the wall behind his oversized desk.
Realizing how fun that had been, she turned and looked over her shoulder at Xander.Instead of meeting his gaze, her eyes wandered over his body.Today he wore a tight black tee that made his white hair and blue eyes stand out.The way he wore those pair of jeans should have been illegal.She wanted to pinch herself again when the swell of happiness bubbled in her chest at the thought of Xander being hers.
Sweetheart?Aren’t you supposed to be scaring the living shit out of the man you have pinned to the wall?You can explore my body later.
Huh.Promise?
Xander laughed aloud, causing Bob to jerk in her grasp, but she didn’t let go.She kept her eyes on Xander.
Promise.
“Well, then.Let’s get this show on the road.”She turned back to Bob and almost laughed when he squeaked in fear.
She learned that her thoughts, much like they did when she was human, pinged around in her head.But now, she could concentrate on one, the others falling silent in the background.She liked this shifter thing.
“Did you hire the mercenaries directly or were you paid to do it?”
“Go to hell.”
To the surprise of both Xander and Bob, she released him.Ignoring their reactions, she paced in front of the gaudy desk, her hands tucked behind her back, every so often pinning Bob with her gaze.
“On one hand, I’m grateful that you sent me to the mountains as a tracker, because I was able to meet Xander.But on the other hand, I want to break your fucking neck for sending mercenaries to kill unsuspecting targets.Fortunately for me, the mercenaries were no match for the immortal assassins who were your targets, you stupid fucking idiot.”
Bob, if possible, paled even more.
“You know you’re in some serious shit, Bob, when you send flunkies with guns after trained…immortal…assassins.”
The man didn’t disappoint.He shook as fear enveloped him.
