ROSE
I rushed to the Special Five team room but only one person was sleeping on the couch. His face was covered with a white handkerchief.
“Excuse me?” My soft tone inquired.
His long fingers removed the handkerchief from his face and revealed himself.
Again Rylan!!
A breath slipped free of my lips.
“Where are the others?” I inquired.
He crossed his legs and made his masculine arms pillow beneath his head but didn't even bother to get up.
“Everyone is busy!” His husky voice answered, unbothered and calm.
My lips sighed.
“I received a dead butterfly.”
His light brown eyes looked into mine and the corner of his mouth curved.
“It's only been a few days since you entered the pack house and already started an affair with the butterfly killer.”
My eyes widened in shock.
“I have o
