Billionaire Alpha's 99 Deadly Games

I rolled my eyes. Lily was famous for her exaggerations.
"Okay, I won't grill you too hard about it today, but tomorrow, I'm declaring girls' night! We'll kick Kyle out and take over Kelsey's
place. No arguments. It's happening." She gave me a stern look. "I know it's been a long day and a tough week for you, but I'm
really glad you're home safe and sound." She hugged me. "You really had us worried. It's nice to see a glimpse of my sister
back."
I was saddened that I had put so much stress on my family. I loved them and had been so selfish, trying to deal with all these
crazy emotions on my own. "Love you, Lil!"
She gave me a sheepish grin and I knew I wasn't going to be off the hook that easy. “So the big question next. Are you coming
back to the house, or you planning to spend the night here?"
I blushed. I couldn't help it. It was a question I'd been asking myself all evening. "I don't know. I don't know what to do," I blurted
out.
"You are not a virgin. I already know you gave that away to Bobby Mason in high school. So, you definitely know what to do."
"Lily! That's not what I'm talking about."
"Oh, so you have at least made it that far already, just not ready for that final bite?" She wagged her eyebrows up and down in a
comical way. My sister was hard to take seriously sometimes.

"It happened once, today," I confessed.
"And..."
"And I'm not talking about it. I think he'd like me to stay, and let's face it, I've put the man through hell. He's a really good guy, Lil.
He doesn't deserve all this. I don't want to hurt him. I'm just... scared."
"Well stop! Our daddy didn't raise any kittens. You are a wolf shifter, Elise, and not just that, but the eldest daughter of one of the
strongest Alphas in shifter history. You can overcome any fear, if it's worth fighting for. Is he worth fighting for? Do you love him?"
I shrugged. That was the other part of it. I had very strong feelings for Patrick O'Connell, but I didn't know what this kind of love
was supposed to feel like. Before I could answer her and explain, I heard Patrick's heavy footsteps on the back porch.
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He peeked his head in. "Is it safe to come in again?"
I giggled nervously. What was I going to do now? Should I go home? Should I stay?There was still so much unresolved between
us, but I didn't think I could handle dealing with any more tonight.
"All clear," Lily yelled back to a relieved Patrick.
"I'm heading home. See you guys tomorrow. Oh and Patrick?"
"Yeah?"
"I've declared girls' night tomorrow night, and I'm stealing our girl. No getting her out of it."
"Wouldn't dare.” He gave a cute boyish grin that made my heart flip. Was this love? Did I love him? Could I?

Before I knew for sure what she was doing, Lily hugged me and made a quick exit. Suddenly, there I was. No car, and my sister
had just insinuated I was staying.
"I'm going to take a shower after that run." He stopped at the door and seemed to hesitate. "You, uh, want to join me?"
"Hmm, I guess that depends," I told him. "Are you taking a cold shower?"
"Hmm, I guess that depends," he said, mimicking me. "Are you staying the night?"
There it was out in the open and all I could do was laugh.
"Would that be okay with you?"
"Nothing would make me happier."
I smiled and followed him towards the shower.
We didn't exactly get much sleep that night, or the next. I think we'd christened most of the house and my body was stiff and sore
from it. Deciding against the big pack festivities for New Year's Eve, we pushed out girls' night back to that evening. So much had
happened that I wasn't up for any more excitement. The girls had agreed and Kyle was going to be tied up anyway. Sometimes
things got a little too crazy and out of control on New Year's Eve, so he would be monitoring additional security runs and keeping
an eye on things around San Marco.

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I'm not sure my eyes had fully closed when the alarm on my phone sounded off at the usual four a.m. Groaning, I turned it off
and snuggled back in next to the hard, firm body that I had gotten to know very intimately over the last forty-eight hours. First
there had been the shower, then he'd taken me to bed... twice. A late night run to the kitchen for cold pizza when we both were
ravenous may have led to christening the kitchen table. And knowing my baby brother practically lived on that couch? Yeah, I'm
not sure I'd ever be able to look him in the eye without blushing, knowing what we did last night on the couch he sleeps on more
than his own bed. I sighed contentedly, and happily drifted back to sleep.