My dad and a large group of men from the skulk all grimaced as they stepped inside the cabin. They could undoubtedly smell me, Bo, and an intense dose of sex on everything.
We’d pretty much screwed on every surface in the cabin.
I counted the guys silently.
One.
Two.
Three.
Four.
Five.
Six.
Seven.
Eight.
Nine.
Ten.
Eleven.
Twelve.
Thirteen.
Fourteen.
Fifteen.
Sixteen.
It was too many.
Way too many.
Bo would have to risk his life to take them down, and I knew he wasn’t interested in doing that. Not that I wanted him to.
The men barely fit as they piled inside.
I glared at my dad, not getting up from the couch.
He glared back. “Are you going to walk, or am I going to have to carry you?”
“I don’t know. Did you bring anything to knock me out with?” I asked.
His glare heated. “Ben. Richard. Grab her.”
He stepped back, and two of the bigger kitsunes moved forward.
A growl tore through the room, and everyone looked at the man at the door.
Including me.
