Page 35 of Entwined

“No.” I shoot her a dry look, and she lifts a shoulder. When they both continue to look at me blankly, waiting, I say, “Selena.”

They’re both frowning at me now, but for very different reasons, evidenced by Connor asking, “Who the fuck is Selena?”

“Seriously?” Felicity demands. “Are you kidding me?”

He gives her a bewildered look. “What?”

I pinch the bridge of my nose. “Fucking hell. Selena Thierra,” I drag the words out slowly, lifting my eyebrows pointedly. But he just blinks blankly at me. “She-bitch, wolf shifter.”

“You found her naked in your bed,” Felicity says stiffly.

“Huh,” I murmur, stepping closer until I’m crowding her back, sandwiching her between me and Connor. “I thought you were distracted enough that you didn’t even hear that conversation.”

I reach for my power, stroking it over her stomach and delving it under the waistband of the baggy sweats. Felicity shivers as the invisible touch creeps lower, but then she throws an elbow back into my gut, making me grunt.

“Stop that!”

I ease it back with a wicked grin, but the humor falls away when Connor’s green eyes lock with mine over her head. “Selena is the reason you turned your bed into kindling, and she’s the one who attacked our mate just over a week ago.” I pause, fury flashing through me. “Fractured her skull and caused a serious bleed, remember?”

Felicity turns to gape at me. “Shefracturedmy skull?”

I grimace because I didn’t actually mean to tell her that. “Yes.”

“But you healed me,” she recalls. “By taking on my injury,youhad a fractured skull?” I don’t think I’m imagining the worry in her voice, and I give her a small smile.

“I had a pretty potent healing draught on hand. It’s all good.”

She doesn’t look reassured, her eyes a little wild, and Connor strokes a calming hand down her back.

“The point is, she’s fucking unhinged”—Felicity scoffs, and I pinch her ass in retaliation, making her yelp—“andshe thinks she has some kind of claim over you. After her failed attempt at attacking Felicity, maybe this is the new plan for trying to get rid of her.”

“You think she planted a camera in our room?”

“So, she watched us having sex?” Felicity exclaims, horrified.

“Oh, yeah.” Connor chuckles. “She would’ve got a real eyeful. Probably why she went off her rocker, realizing what she was never gonna get.”

She harrumphs. “Did she know it wasn’t exactly consensual?”

His expression turns wicked. “Felt pretty consensual to me. I would show you the scratches to prove it, but they’ve already healed. Maybe we should go for another round.”

Felicity tries to wriggle away from him, but all it does is press her harder into me. “Keep your massive dick, your knot,whatever, away from me.”

There’s a sincerity in her tone that gets my attention. “You sore, baby?” I whisper, my lips brushing her hair.

Felicity swallows roughly, her nipples hardening against the fabric of my shirt. “Can we just focus on the problem at hand?” she asks desperately. “If you’re right, and Selena has a video of us, who knows who else she might be sending it to?”

Reluctant acceptance fills Connor’s face. “Let’s go find the batty bitch then, hm?”

“What’s the plan?” I murmur. “Maybe Felicity should stay here.”

“No way!” she protests. “If it was Selena, she did this tome. I can’t exactly punish you guys, and I can’t do anything about my grandfather. But I can do something about this.”

“You’re human,” I remind her gently. “Selena is a wolfshifter. She’s already attacked you once, and she did a lot of damage. I won’t risk you.”

Her body softens against me, and then she’s turning in my arms, staring up at me. “So you can hurt me, but nobody else can?”

“Damn fuckin’ right.” Connor grunts behind her. “And don’t act like you don’t like the way we hurt you.”