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on the armrest. “Her father is a Packmaster, but I don’t know where he’s settled. Her last name is Kizer, so unless that name was already taken, that might be the name of her father’s pack. Work stealthily. I don’t want word to get out.”
    William leaned forward and blew out a hot breath, leaving a thin film of fog on the windowpane. He drew a W and finally spun around, hands in his pockets. “You won’t have to tell me twice. Say, is she pretty?”
    Lorenzo’s jaw set.
    “I just think it’s worth mentioning this is the first woman you’ve asked about, Enzo. The others were favor trades. Maybe you should introduce her to the pack and see if she takes a shine to anyone,” William said, gripping the lapels of his scruffy black jacket. “I don’t think another single woman is what the men in this pack need. Maybe we should match her up with one of ’em, don’t you think?”
    “Keep moving the hinges on that jaw, William, and you might get it wide enough to fit your foot in there.”
    William gave a tight smile as he always did, not showing his teeth. Perhaps it made him look too sinister. “I’d rather put my foot in Caleb’s backside.”
    Lorenzo reached for the cigarettes on his table and lit one up. “You’re a wily dog. Tell me, why is it you haven’t taken a mate?”
    William crossed his arms and his eyes danced with amusement. “Oh, I suppose I could ask that same question to… other men in our pack. Wouldn’t you agree?”
    “So much room in this house, and yet few of the men will mate.”
    “Well, you chose ’em. This is more of a pirate ship than a love boat.”
    Lorenzo sighed and smashed out his cigarette. He’d chosen each packmate because of their strengths, not because they mixed well with the others in his house. It’s why there were incidents of dissension, and every so often, he had to put one out.
    “Yes, you make a valid point,” Lorenzo murmured, lost in thought.
    “I think a couple of them need to walk the plank. Just say the word and I’ll give ’em a shove.”
    “And weaken the pack?”
    William turned his eyes toward the ceiling, clasping his hands behind his back. “Sometimes too much weight will sink a boat. Don’t you agree?”
    A moment of silence passed between them.
    “Tell me, William, do you ever find the house to be quiet?”
    William gave a robust laugh and sauntered toward the door. “Quiet is hardly the word I’d use to describe living with fifty people. I’ll get right on my assignment and have something for you soon. I’m afraid I’m going to have to leave the property for a short while if you want me to get started, full moon be damned. If you have any additional information, you know how to reach me. Phones are pretty nifty. I can remember a time when it took weeks to send a letter.”
    When William closed the door, Lorenzo’s gaze drifted across the room to the bright moon shining through the window. Laughter erupted from the other room, followed by a few shouts and a door slamming.
    Yes, quiet. The lack of children’s laughter made the house seem like a tomb. There were some young in his pack, but they were nearing the age of maturity. None of the mated members in his pack sought to have children, even with their women going into heat. Unclaimed women were locked up during their cycle before the men picked up their scent and tried everything they could think of to seduce them. Women in heat were more prone to making foolish choices without thinking, unable to say no to their own sexual needs. A good Packmaster kept them separated so the pack didn’t fill up with illegitimate children. Families were important, and a child needed to grow up with two mated parents, not born of a couple of horny wolves. Since an alpha’s level of control was unmatched, some Packmasters helped the women get through their cycle faster. More than once he’d been tempted by their pleas to go further. He couldn’t lie; he’d thought about it once or twice,