“Only in passing..” I shrug, acting like it makes no difference to me what she gets up to. Why should it…
……
Training had been pushed back this morning to make room for a heads of department meeting, again something I had been asked to sit in on.
It had been drilled into me a long time ago to wake up early and train, so without the training I head to the kitchen to make coffee only to find a black-haired female that I didn’t recognise searching through the cupboards.
“What are you searching for?” I watch her trying to reach to the highest of shelves. She was a short thing, even on tiptoes. She turns to look at me, her eyebrows frowning as she then clasps at her forehead in pain.
“Painkillers.”
“Heavy night?” I scoff out resting my back against the kitchen island.
“You could say that, who are you?” She eyes be with suspicion.
“Knox, I’m visiting for a short while.”
“Oh hey, I’m Maya.” A smirk enters onto my lips as I turn away towards the coffee machine, so this is the one that Red’s ex doesn’t like.
“You the first up, where’s princess?” My tone is sarcastic, sudden images of other males being with Red last night pop into my mind. Something my wolf also doesn’t like the idea of.
I don’t know why, I wasn’t here to be her bloody body guard, I was here to assess the pack’s safety measures.
Not what the alpha’s grown up children get up to.
“Who?” She spins around to face me as I reach up into a cupboard for a coffee mug.
“Josie.” I grunt out, saying her name was just as hard as I thought it was going to be. Even her father last night calling her Josephina didn’t help, it just reminded me even more of what a red headed goddess she was in my dreams.
“You aren’t alpha yet.” She bites back before looking at Hector who gives her a wink.
Listening to each department head take it in turns to report on matters and suggestions, it isn’t long before it is Josie’s turn. I sit up slightly as she starts talking, her eyes locking on mine every so often and it takes all my energy not to look south of her face.
Her suggestions are shot down by Jaxon, something that unsurprisingly seems to be rattling her. The pen that was swirling in-between her fingers is now in-between her red plump lips…
The conversation moves on to the head warrior who discusses training practices with the alpha’s when Josie cuts him up.
“Perhaps with Jaxon and Jace back, they can take over training.” She cuts in, that pen now back in her fingers.
“Why do you say that?” Jace responds his eyes barely able to stay open.
“Every couple of days we have a warrior in the hospital. A broken wrist, a broken leg from training. Somethings not right if it is injuring our warriors at training and the hospital can’t keep picking up the slack for bad training techniques.”
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