CHAPTER 056: DADDY'S HOME

I can't sleep. And neither can Snowie, she keeps mewling like she's calling out to something I can't see.

I'm lying on Jaxon's side of the bed, drinking in his scent from the pillows, stroking Snowie's fur as the bright moonlight spills over us through the open window.

I miss him. I miss my Daddy. My Alpha.

I wonder where he is now. I wonder if he's okay, if he's thinking of me. I would call, but he barely holds a phone—it's something we're going to have a serious talk about. I know he's my beastly, handsome caveman, but he needs some civilization. He needs to use a phone like regular people do.

“What is it, Snow?” I whisper to my kitty when she makes an even louder mewl. Her ears are perked up, and I feel the tension under her fur.

Something's wrong.

I sit up quickly and listen for any unusual sound—and there are. I hear the double doors unbolt downstairs, then heavy footsteps and distinct voices.

Someone is in the house.

“I'll be back, baby.” I drop Snowie on the bed and pad