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placed a hand on his chest, quickly making
introductions. “Mickey. This is Stone McAllister.”
“I’ve met your twin. Passing through our pack?” Mickey focused on Ali.
His words had an impact on Ali. She took a step backwards, giving him a worried
look while she nibbled her lower lip. If she expected an answer, she wasn’t going to get
one. Stone wouldn’t be pressured into anything, not by her, or by this mangy werewolf.
“Is this your boyfriend?” he asked Ali.
If he sounded a bit bitter, he quickly dismissed it as being indifferent. Seizing his
emotions, making sure he didn’t litter the air with them, he glanced from her to the
mutt.
“Better go get your food,” he said before she could answer.
“Stone,” Ali cried, running after him when he left her standing with the asshole.
“He’s nothing to me,” she said quietly when she reached his side.
Her small hand on his biceps sent fire rushing through him. She’d used the same
quiet tone when she’d begged him to fuck her, to show her pleasures she’d never
experienced before. At least he had the satisfaction of knowing she’d never fucked the
prick.
“He seems interested in you. Maybe you should go spend time with him.” He
needed to get out of there. His mood had grown much too sour.
And he knew it wasn’t the realization that other Cariboo had an interest in her. Hell,
he’d be surprised if the entire fucking pack didn’t want a good roll in the meadow with
her. Stone was no fool. He knew why his mood had turned from bad to worse.
The realization that Ali could make him jealous, make him want to claim her, make
her his for her entire fucking pack to know—that didn’t sit well with him.
Not one damn bit.
Chapter Six
Never had more emotions raced through Ali harder and faster than they did at that
moment. Stone was here. He stood right next to her.
Her heart raced. Even the early evening breeze sweeping down the mountain didn’t
soothe the heat that rushed through her. Damp sweat clung to her body, her palms, in
between her breasts. Excitement and nerves made it hard to think straight.
Ali’s sire glanced her way more than once. Her littermates, thank God, ran around
with their friends and had decided tormenting her this evening wasn’t at the top of
their list. Only her mother’s anxious looks kept her alert, and made her yearn for a way
to sneak away with Stone.
He entered the backyard demanding attention. She immediately smelled the
curiosity on the other bitches her age. The werewolves gave him a quick once-over,
sizing him up, judging whether he was a threat or not. The single werewolves gave him
a look of disdain.
As they should. No one here could compete with his magnificence.
If only he weren’t being so indifferent toward her. Without as much as a glance her
way, he walked over to his twin, joining him and his mate and the other werewolves
chatting among them.
“Tell me you don’t see something in that werewolf.” Mickey was at her side again,
his jealousy making him stink.
“He’s ten times the werewolf you are,” she snarled, glaring at him for being the
cause of Stone suddenly ignoring her.
She walked away from Mickey, hoping she made a show of the fact that they were
not together. But she had to admit, Stone’s sudden change in attitude meant one thing.
He was jealous too.
Careful listening earlier had confirmed that Stone had returned to bring a load of
supplies for her sire. She’d overheard her sire mention that he’d offer the werewolf
work if he was interested. Her sire always needed strong werewolves to help with work
needed in the pack. Ali’s heart had soared at the thought that Stone could possibly have
reason to stay here.
After a week of dreaming about him every night, thinking about him all day long,
she knew she needed to go after him.
introductions. “Mickey. This is Stone McAllister.”
“I’ve met your twin. Passing through our pack?” Mickey focused on Ali.
His words had an impact on Ali. She took a step backwards, giving him a worried
look while she nibbled her lower lip. If she expected an answer, she wasn’t going to get
one. Stone wouldn’t be pressured into anything, not by her, or by this mangy werewolf.
“Is this your boyfriend?” he asked Ali.
If he sounded a bit bitter, he quickly dismissed it as being indifferent. Seizing his
emotions, making sure he didn’t litter the air with them, he glanced from her to the
mutt.
“Better go get your food,” he said before she could answer.
“Stone,” Ali cried, running after him when he left her standing with the asshole.
“He’s nothing to me,” she said quietly when she reached his side.
Her small hand on his biceps sent fire rushing through him. She’d used the same
quiet tone when she’d begged him to fuck her, to show her pleasures she’d never
experienced before. At least he had the satisfaction of knowing she’d never fucked the
prick.
“He seems interested in you. Maybe you should go spend time with him.” He
needed to get out of there. His mood had grown much too sour.
And he knew it wasn’t the realization that other Cariboo had an interest in her. Hell,
he’d be surprised if the entire fucking pack didn’t want a good roll in the meadow with
her. Stone was no fool. He knew why his mood had turned from bad to worse.
The realization that Ali could make him jealous, make him want to claim her, make
her his for her entire fucking pack to know—that didn’t sit well with him.
Not one damn bit.
Chapter Six
Never had more emotions raced through Ali harder and faster than they did at that
moment. Stone was here. He stood right next to her.
Her heart raced. Even the early evening breeze sweeping down the mountain didn’t
soothe the heat that rushed through her. Damp sweat clung to her body, her palms, in
between her breasts. Excitement and nerves made it hard to think straight.
Ali’s sire glanced her way more than once. Her littermates, thank God, ran around
with their friends and had decided tormenting her this evening wasn’t at the top of
their list. Only her mother’s anxious looks kept her alert, and made her yearn for a way
to sneak away with Stone.
He entered the backyard demanding attention. She immediately smelled the
curiosity on the other bitches her age. The werewolves gave him a quick once-over,
sizing him up, judging whether he was a threat or not. The single werewolves gave him
a look of disdain.
As they should. No one here could compete with his magnificence.
If only he weren’t being so indifferent toward her. Without as much as a glance her
way, he walked over to his twin, joining him and his mate and the other werewolves
chatting among them.
“Tell me you don’t see something in that werewolf.” Mickey was at her side again,
his jealousy making him stink.
“He’s ten times the werewolf you are,” she snarled, glaring at him for being the
cause of Stone suddenly ignoring her.
She walked away from Mickey, hoping she made a show of the fact that they were
not together. But she had to admit, Stone’s sudden change in attitude meant one thing.
He was jealous too.
Careful listening earlier had confirmed that Stone had returned to bring a load of
supplies for her sire. She’d overheard her sire mention that he’d offer the werewolf
work if he was interested. Her sire always needed strong werewolves to help with work
needed in the pack. Ali’s heart had soared at the thought that Stone could possibly have
reason to stay here.
After a week of dreaming about him every night, thinking about him all day long,
she knew she needed to go after him.
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