Dreams of Wolf [Half-breed Shifter Series Book 2]

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“I assume he knows you’re coming.”
    Eyeing her up
and done one more time, Donald nodded. “Yeah, I, uh…I texted him.”
    Jaycee nodded
and shut the door. Donald didn’t move as he continued to stare at her. “You
look good,” he finally said.
    She arched him
a nasty sneer. “Good enough to cheat on, huh?”
    He flushed, his
Adam’s apple bobbing in his throat as he gulped down his own shame. “Jaycee—”
    She lifted her
hand with a sigh. “Look, save it. Okay. If you’re here to see Shaw, then go see
him and leave me alone.”
    His face filled
with misery. “I’m really sorry about…about everything, you know. You never gave
me a chance to tell you that.”
    She rolled her
eyes. “Yeah, well I’ve moved on. It’s all water under the bridge.”
    “You have?”
Brows burrowing with irritation, Donald asked, “What’s his name?”
    She opened her
mouth, then paused. When she’d said she’d moved on, she’d meant with her life,
not with another man. Great, now he was going to think she was a pathetic loser
if she didn’t give him a name.
    “Knox,” she
said before she could stop herself. No need to add that Knox was a complete
fabrication from her own dream.
    Donald nodded,
but his eyes remained narrowed. “Huh.”
    “Donald,”
Shaw’s voice came from behind them, making Jaycee jump and whirl around. She’d
never seen her employee look so steamed as he glared past her to the man
standing at her elbow. “I thought I told you to come later.”
    Donald brushed
past Jaycee, forgetting her. “This can’t wait.”
    Shaw’s jaw
remained hard and uncompromising, but after a second of glaring, he gave a
stiff nod. Motioning his guest toward the back of the house, he said, “We can
talk in the kitchen over a cup of coffee.”
    After waiting
for Donald to move past him and disappear around a corner, Shaw slid an
apologetic look Jaycee’s way. “I’m sorry. I told him to wait until after
supper, when you’d be gone, before he came.”
    Forcing an
uneasy smile, Jaycee waved his apology aside. “Don’t worry about it. This is
your house, Shaw. You can have whatever guest here you like.”
    He opened his
mouth as if he wanted to disagree and keep groveling. But he clamped his lips
and gave a brief nod before pivoting on his heel and following Donald to the
kitchen.
    Too curious to
let this slid, Jaycee wandered back that way herself, keeping in the hallway
and out of sight. Male voices floated toward her as she drew closer; she didn’t
stop until she could distinguish their muffled words.
    “We tracked it
to your backyard, Griffin. This monster is stalking you. If you’d just
let us set up a couple traps—”
    “No!” Shaw’s
voice was firm and almost angry. “No traps will be set up so close to my
children.”
    “But—”
    “I said no. I
can take care of my own family. A single wolf doesn’t intimidate me.”
    Jaycee’s lips
parted at the mention of her wolf. Flushing as she realized she’d just thought
of it as hers, she pressed her hand to her mouth, embarrassed by her own
thoughts. For a second, she’d felt worried and protective of the wolf she’d
seen in the Griffin yard a mere two days ago. Her dreams about Knox were
starting to get the best of her.
    But seriously,
did Donald think Knox—er, the wolf—was dangerous?
    Obviously, for
his next words were, “How can you say that, after what they did to your
parents? Your sister—”
    “Donald,” Shaw
boomed in a threatening voice. “That’s enough. I thank you for the warning, but
I’m retired from hunting. Keep your traps away from my home. If something
threatens my family, I’ll handle it. Alone.”
    Tension oozed
into the hallway from the kitchen as a brief silence followed. Then a chair
scraped across the floor. “Fine,” Donald muttered. “Have it your way. But don’t
say we never offered you our help when you come home to find your triplets
bloody and slaughtered across your backyard by that

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