Chapter 14
“Seriously?” Ginger’s angry exclamation hit me at the same moment her body slammed into Hunter’s side, deftly knocking us apart. She attacked the uber-alpha with fingernails that worked as well as claws, raking red stripes down her opponent’s chest before he was able to capture her hands with his own.
“Cinnamon is dying, Lia is missing, and this is what you’re doing?” Ginger shrieked, wrenching herself around in Hunter’s arms so she could face me. “Kissing him?”
“Cinnamon’s not dying,” I answered, red-faced. Yes, Ginger was right—letting my attraction for Hunter sidetrack me from the really important issues at hand had been a bad move. But I couldn’t quite figure out why the young woman was so irate.
Intense worry over her twin was the only feasible explanation, so I rushed
