I DREW CARLY INTO THE puddle of muted light beneath the window, and no one argued about the new distance between us and our captors. Privacy for pack princesses...even when kidn*pped and about to be mated against their will. The hypocrisy was laughable, but I’d use any advantage I could get.
To that end, I arranged us so my back was to the room, Carly shielded behind me. Then I undressed as loudly as possible, using the rustle of fabric and whir of zippers to cover up instructions murmured under my breath.
“Don’t answer, but touch my hip if you can hear me.”
For a moment, Carly just blinked back at me. Then she reached out a tentative finger to tap the waistband of my jeans.
“Good. Great. Okay.” I was having trouble wriggling out of Grace’s leather jacket, which wasn’t really big enoug
