Chapter 68

FEYRE

I glare at Alpha Zade, my annoyance spiking when I see the bored expression on his stupidly handsome face.

"What are you accusing me of?" I asked through gritted teeth.

he sounded like that and he didn't look embarrassed as he lifted both his shoulders in a shrug.

I fail to ignore how the muscles under his clothes flex.

For a crazy second, I wonder how they will feel under my palms if I were to run them down it.

No, no, no. Don't think that.

"Nothing you are not doing." I open my mouth to give that smart retort I thought of but he beats me to it. "Why did you ask for the blueprints of the packhouse?"

My eyes widen before I have the chance to mask my reaction and I know he has already caught on. I keep forgetting how smart he is.

"Why did you take it, Feyre?" Hearing my name means that his deep voice makes my toes almost curl, but then he takes a step toward me and that makes the feelings disappear, being replaced with the a