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year. They weren’t big on talking, and if the mention of feelings had ever entered one of their conversations, Clayton had shot it down right away and called him a pussy.
    Yep, Clayton was just like an older version of him, which is why they got on so well. Problems with rage, difficulty in maintaining relationships with women, gruff personality that didn’t play well with others… His heart clenched and his wolf was stonily silent. Is this what the future held for him, too? Murdered in a dingy motel room and discovered by the maid? He doubted Clayton even had any next of kin. He’d fallen out with the few family members he had, and he certainly didn’t have a mate or offspring. Cutter was probably the closest thing he had to family. God that was depressing .
    He couldn’t believe he was dead. He couldn’t believe he had been in town and hadn’t mentioned it. Cutter had a bad feeling that the reason why he hadn’t, was that Clayton was doing something he shouldn’t have been. Or something no one else could know about . It wouldn’t have surprised him. Clayton was a good guy – deep, deep down – but he saw rules more as loose guidelines.
    His wolf mewled as tingles went through his body. He felt a soothing presence approach him.
    “I’m really sorry about your friend,” murmured Lucie.
    She placed a hand on his arm, and he closed his eyes, reveling in the pleasurable sensations shooting through his body.
    “Thank you,” he mumbled.
    “Let me know if there’s anything I can do.”
    She removed her hand, and he almost snarled at the loss. His wolf grumbled as the heavenly vibes she elicited disappeared to be replaced by dull emptiness. An inordinate amount of anger swept through him for allowing her to do that to him. Anger that he unfortunately decided to direct at her.
    Cutter turned on her with flashing amber eyes. “What are you doing here?” he barked.
    Lucie looked at him with patient, compassionate eyes. “I just drove the doctor here; he’s new in town. He didn't know the way.”
    “The doctor? That lion?” he sneered. “The one that wants to fuck you.”
    She blanched ever so slightly at the harshness of his tone, but his words didn’t seem to bother her. “I can’t say whether Rick wants that…”
    “Rick, is it?” he jeered. “Fucking cat.”
    “But, it wouldn’t matter if he did. You know how I feel about you. I don’t want anyone but you.”
    The sincerity and love in her beautiful face almost destroyed him. Those were the words he wanted to hear, and he hated himself for it. He hated himself because he’d been telling Lucie to leave him alone for a year, but as soon as he needed some warmth and love he treated her like shit and expected her to declare how she felt. She did, too . His wolf howled mournfully. He was furious at himself. Furious that he wasn’t good enough for her and furious that he didn’t treat her the way she deserved.
    Rashly, he cupped her cheek and leaned his forehead against hers. “I’m sorry,” he mumbled. “You don’t deserve… fuck.”
    He let go of her and fumbled for the door of his car, ignoring the shock on her face. That was probably the most intimate gesture he had ever made toward her. He got in the car and drove away as fast as he could.
    His wolf pawed at him to turn around, to go back to her. It had been a slip of the tongue. He’d said sorry when what he actually meant to say was, I love you.
    Cutter shook his head. No, he couldn’t say those words to her. He was just messed up because of Clayton. That was all there was to it. He wasn’t in a position to be her mate and offer her the life she wanted. No matter how much he wanted her to be his, for his own selfish reasons, he wouldn’t tether her to him for the rest of her life.
    He was determined to be unselfish about this. No matter how much his wolf railed against him, he still believed that this was for the best. Yes, definitely . He was ninety percent sure of it. Well, maybe