Liam’s POV My mate had only just finished cooking when pounding on the cabin door made us jump. We know it’s Royce, and once he started making a beat, we knew he wasn’t around for anything important. “We’re not here.” “Liam, if you keep messing with me, I will barge in and take what I’m here for. You either open the door, or you test my patience and find out what I’m truly capable of.” That kind of sounds like a real threat, so I stand and swing the door open to find my beta practically drooling. “This kind of thing is off limits,” he says, pointing at a confused looking Chey. “Do you realize that nobody has had one of those biscuits in over ten months?” The man pushes past me, and straight to the kitchen, where my mate ‘guards’ the goods. She’s staring him down as though she can real

