I shot him a glare. “Would you have read the letter of the man who hated you?”
His smile fell.
“Who said I—”
“You,” I cut him off before he could continue. “You told me you hated me, several times.”
Kayden shut his mouth.
“I don’t know what is going on, or why suddenly all of you decided to start flirting with me, but I’m not playing this game,” I said as I squared my shoulders and lifted my head. “Whatever this is—some kind of pack prank, or a bet, or… or whatever sick amusement you get from trying to see which one I fall for first. I’m done. Open the door. Now.”
The silence that followed was thicker than the darkness.
Kayden’s smile had vanished completely. It reminded me of the look he had back in the pack.
He pushed off the wall slowly, the mop bucket scraping an inch unde
