Chapter Four – Kit
KIT WAS tired and pissed, which was never a good combination. The caffeine was helping with the first one, but not so much the second. Hudson and Connie followed him back to Hudson’s rooms.
As soon as the door closed behind them, Kit swung around to face them. He might as well get straight into it. “Why didn’t one of you tell me I was your mate? Am I a mate to one of you or both of you?”
“Shit,” Connie gasped. “How did you—”
