Bab 92: | Betrayal

Mousey sneered. "I'm thinking that I'd like to fuck that mouth of yours." 

"Sorry. I was raised to never put small objects in my mouth or I might choke," Natalie grinned.

Cock-eye burst out laughing. "She got you there." 

"I'm thinking I'm not your type either," she said to Cock-eye. "What with me not being inflatable and all." 

"Cheeky bitch. You should watch how you talk to us, little girl. There's pain and there's pain." 

"You do know that you're signing your death warrant, don't you? Dominic will kill you." And Cole had to know that…which meant this was probably a trap to enrage Dominic. Having grown up with Lance as a father, she knew all about alpha games and she could spot one a mile away. It was pretty damn possible that Cole was thinking that if he could make Dominic go against protocol and attempt to attack him before the twelve weeks were up, Cole could appeal to the council to agree to his request. Fuck. That.