“Victor?” Echo said softly from the top of the stairs.
I looked up at her. She was wearing her fuzzy pajama pants and a tank top. Her hair was a little mussed and she looked scared.
Grayson came around the corner and stepped in front of her. “Sorry, she was faster than me. Do you need help, Victor?”
“Get Echo back in her room and lock the door.” I ordered.
Finn managed to slip my grasp and started up the stairs. “Hello, pretty girl. I’m Finn. Come here and let me have a taste of you.” He purred.
Echo squealed and disappeared. Finn froze. He looked around, confused.
“Never had that reaction.”
A moment later, Bellamy entered from the other side of the hallway. “What the hell is going on? I’m trying to f*****g sleep.”
“Oh, a powerful wolf. Your house is just full of tasty littl
