“Madison…”
“Don’t Madison me, mister. When is your flight?”
“Hmm, my flight.”
“You haven’t booked it yet, have you?” Madison’s voice got cold.
“I was going to that day you called but then I had to list the apartment and then box up my things. Did they show up?” Giddey asked.
Connor snorted.
“Yes all fifty-two of them, all of them say either clothes or shoes. You’ll need an entire room just for your clothes!”
“Duuuh. Why do you think I insisted on a two-bedroom apartment, even though the rent in New York is criminal?”
“Flight information. You better be booking as we speak on your iPad!” Madison yelled.
“Touchy, touchy. What’s the matter, hun, your bear not giving up the loving?”
Connor choked as his coffee went down the wrong way.
“For your information my bear is hung like a horse lord and can fuck like a porn star,” Madison quipped.
Connor stared at his mate in shock.
“Get it, girl! I can’t wait to meet those hot lions you told me about.”
“Then hurry up and get here already.”
“Fine! I’ve booked my flight for after New Year’s, no way am I missing that. There, I’ve emailed you my info. Happy now?”
“Yes. Miss you, drama queen.”
“Miss you too, ballbuster. Merry Christmas.”
“Merry Christmas.” Madison ended the call and flopped back next to Connor on their sofa.
“Hung like a horse lord and can fuck like a porn star?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.
“It’s true.” She grinned at her mate.
Connor was leaning in for a kiss when his cell phone started ringing. Sighing, he answered.
“Hello.”
“Hey Professor.” Connor sat up. It was Baron, which could only mean one thing.
“What’s happened?”
“An oily, sniveling excuse for a lawyer, on behalf of some wolf Alpha, petitioned the council that your man Rhys’s time was up two weeks ago. I’m under Council orders to head to Arkadia to execute Rhys, I’ll be there by this evening.”
Madison’s eyes widened and filled with tears.
“What the fuck, man! Tomorrow is Christmas Eve,” Connor protested.
“Believe me, Griffin and I argued to postpone until after the holidays. But, the lawyer said that Rhys is a threat that must be dealt with right away. The reason I’m calling is, I thought this might be easier coming from you.” Connor fell back against the sofa and closed his eyes.
“I’ll call Gabriel as soon as I get off the phone with you.”
