CAR OR LIMO?

KANE

I’ve never woken up before 7 am… ever. Never prepared myself on time and never reached anywhere in my life before Cannon. So I was pretty much marking this date.

I was on the lawn, sitting on a plastic chair close to the entrance as I watched a wolf mow it, with three bottles of whiskey next to me.

At least, Cannon didn’t forget to plant something. I didn’t know what the a*shole was thinking when he built this place. So much electricity, human-like habitat features and there were two f*cking cars packed in the compound. Cars!

I smelt smoke before I picked up his earthy musk scent. “Isn’t it early to drink?”

I dropped the glass cup on my lap, trying to smell something other than the smoke he was puffing out. “Isn’t it too early to be smoking?”

He chuckled. “That’s the funniest thing I’ve ever heard. You’re such a f*cker, Kane.”

I said nothing as Ian stayed there, watching the she-wolf who was mowing the lawn with a spicy smirk on his face. “How many b*tches have you f*cked?”

“What?