The Siberian's Winter (FUC Academy) by LUCY FARAGO

Author:LUCY FARAGO [FARAGO, LUCY]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: LUCY FARAGO
Published: 2020-11-16T18:30:00+00:00

6

Damn. She hated lying to Mia, but she couldn’t exactly tell her the truth. She only hoped Mia kept her promise and stayed out of her head. “You know my sense of smell. I wasn’t sure.”

“There’s no mistaking kerosene. That blaze was deliberate. Guaranteed, we’re going to have FUC agents all up in our business within the next few hours.”

Our business. Could she be that lucky? Would everyone believe it was an attack on FUC…and not her? Wouldn’t that just piss on his parade?

“That’s going to suck.” She’d loved being an agent. It had given her the freedom she’d been searching for. But some agents were uptight asshats and no fun to be around. Rules this, rules that.

“Were you here? Does anyone know when the fire started?” Had anyone seen him?

“Sirius might. He was here when Loki and I showed up.”

She and Sirius had arranged to meet in her cottage. Did he know that? Would he harm another shifter, simply to send her a message? He couldn’t. He wouldn’t. Would he?

“Winter,” Mia screeched, the sound piercing. “Your hand.”

The pain registered just as she looked down at the remains of her broken glass. “Shit, I’ve spilled wine everywhere. I’m sorry.”

“Wine? That’s what you’re worried about?” Mia pulled her toward the sink. “I knew you were more upset than you were letting on. Look…” she said, turning on the tap water to wash away the broken glass, wine, and…shit…blood. “You can stay with me. Loki can crash with Sirius.”

She didn’t need to figure anything out. What she needed was to lure him deep into the woods, where she would take care of him. “I’m not kicking Loki out of your bed and letting a horny dog loose on the Academy.” At least after he’d moved in with Mia, there’d been less of a chance catching them defiling FUC property.

“She’ll move in with me. Let me do this,” Sirius said to Mia, giving her a gentle nudge so he could take over.

“I’ll go find a clean towel.” Then Mia left, giving them the privacy, she thought they needed…seeing as how the stack of paper towels by the sink would suffice.

Winter allowed Sirius to tend to her injury. It was his thing. He was a nurturer, which was strange for a man, a Siberian no less. They were a pack breed but fiercely independent. And yet here he was. Although the cut on her palm was deep, in a couple of hours it would be gone. But he derived great pleasure in taking care of her, and she derived great pleasure in letting him. It wasn’t that she was being selfish, which she was, but no one had ever taken care of her. When her mother tried, her father intervened. Winter had to be tough, as any signs of weakness could be exploited. Imagine, never being allowed to cry for fear someone might kill you for it.

Winter’s upbringing had been colder than the environment she lived in. She had to be fierce. Survival of the fittest took on new meaning in her household.

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