His forehead creased deeper than the other guy’s had. “What?”
“For lying to the alpha for me.” I gestured in the direction of the skulk’s neighborhood. “You literally saved my life. So, thanks.”
After patting his arm awkwardly, I glanced into the truck.
All of the bear shifters looked confused, but I wasn’t about to overthink that. Not when I’d just gotten a second chance at life.
“You too. Thank you guys.”
None of them answered.
They all looked at Bo.
I took another step back, turning back to Ambrose. “I’ll borrow Sage’s phone to text you when I get to the resort, so you knowI’m alive. You can just make up some bullshit if you see the alpha again. You didn’t have to do any of that, so… thanks.”
Again.
Spinning around, I gathered my giant skirt in my hands and padded across the light layer of snow. The cold felt good on my toes. It reminded me that I was alive.
And free.
Finally.
One of the guys muttered something while I walked away. It almost sounded like,
“She thinks you were lying about claiming her.”
I’d obviously heard wrong.
I had other things to worry about. My thoughts didn’t linger on it.
Bo growled something back, but I didn’t hear what.
I’d left my door unlocked, so I opened it without a problem, shutting it behind me and leaning against it with a quiet thud.
I closed my eyes, and all of the emotions of the day crashed into me. My eyes burned, and I gave myself one minute to cry.
Only one minute.
Then, I’d figure out a way to get my dress off, throw on some clean clothes, and call Mel for a ride.
A few tears escaped. Tears of relief, mostly.
I stepped away from the door and tried to reach the complicated ribbons on the back of my dress for all of three seconds before someone knocked.
I frowned.
My eyes were still watery.
The only person who could be at the door was Bo, right? But why would he? I’d given him an out already. And?—
The doorknob twisted, and Bo stuck his head in. His forehead was still creased. “You didn’t lock it.”
“I never lock it.”
“Why not?” He opened it wider and stepped inside.
“A lock isn’t going to keep a shifter out, and I’d rather let a thief in than pay to repair the damage to the door.”
