Lily and James (werewolf novel) novel Chapter 220

Chapter 0220

(Brady POV)

To my surprise, after I asked Charlotte to go back to my pack with me, she did not say anything. Instead, she wrapped herself in a sheet, grabbed her phone, and raced to the bathroom.

At first, I was fairly certain that she was calling someone to have me committed. Which, to be honest,

may I have been a very reasonable reaction.

However, instead of calling someone to have me committed, she called a friend for advice. And that

gave Kalen and I both some hope.

Now, I admit that I should probably feel guilty for listening to her conversation. Or rather, for listening to Charlotte’s end of the conversation. But outside of leaving the hotel room which I was not willing to do

there really was not a good way for me to avoid hearing it.

Whispers and running water might be enough to shield a phone conversation from most wolves, but I am both a special wolf and an alpha. Although I could not hear what Charlotte’s friend was saying, I could

definitely hear most of what Charlotte said. And I could do so without even trying.

I should also confess that hearing Charlotte’s conversation did something for my ego. Specifically, when

Charlotte told her friend that I was hot and that the sex had been amazing, it immediately filled me with

pride. In fact, I half-wondered if my other one-night stands in the past had said similar things about me to

their friends.

“No, you arrogant jerk,” Kalen chided me.

He was about to say something else -which I am sure would have been a few horribly offensive

comments about my typical sexual skills- but thankfully he was cut off when Charlotte said that she

wanted to come with us.

Now it was his turn to gloat.

Unfortunately, that gloating was short lived. We next heard Charlotte say something about not wanting to interfere with her friend’s honeymoon period, and we realized that her friend must be trying to talk her out

of saying yes.

That is when I knocked on the door; I needed to keep Charlotte focused on her own gut reaction to the

situation and not her friend’s.

I know it was lame. But at that point, I had become just as invested in the idea of bringing Charlotte home with us as Kalen. I did not know if it was male ego, fear of rejection, my own gut instincts, or my own very

her on that plane.

Thankfully, a couple of minutes later, Charlotte came out of the bathroom with a smile. She quickly confirmed that she would be willing to come.