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“Morning, baby". From the corner of his eye, he caught Eric and Trey exchange a knowing grin. No more trouble on this front, at least.
Keeping his arm around her, he turned and introduced her.
“We were just discussing the wolf."
“Oh goodie. I wouldn't want to miss that,” she said.
Eric laughed, “Just what you need, Darius, a woman who understands the appeal of sarcasm."
She glared. “Go ahead and laugh,” she said darkly. “The wolf isn't stalking you, is it?"
The light mood evaporated in an instant, and the two men turned matching laser blue gazes on her.
“He's stalking you?” Trey asked. His voice was calm and his expression, cold.
The shift was so sudden Darius was reminded that Trey was the deadliest predator among them. He spared a moment of sympathy for the woman who would someday live with him. Meg blinked and took a step back. Trey turned to him when she didn't answer.
“Apparently, he's been watching her,” Darius said grimly. “She thought it was me."
“Only for a minute,” she interrupted. “Not seriously."
“He was here last night,” Darius said, anger a controlled thread in his voice.
“Who is it?” Trey asked.
“I don't know,” he shook his head. “I've never seen him before. We've been hunting him like a wolf, though. I think it's time we start looking for him as a man."
Eric nodded and turned to Trey. “Time for our private investigator to get involved,” he said sardonically. “It's perfectly natural for Darius to hire someone to find whoever's stalking his woman."
“His woman?” she asked, glaring at him.
She poured coffee into the two mugs she'd set on the counter. Trey reached for one, inhaled deeply and smiled. Meg blinked at the transformation on his face.
“I think y'all are living in the wrong century."
He smirked. “Maybe. But we protect our own."
She sputtered in outrage. “I can take care of myself."
Darius grinned. He had been afraid of his reaction with his men around Meg, and was glad to find he was in easy control. He was proud of her. Surrounded by three predators, she wasn't afraid and she wasn't backing down. He could see Eric was impressed with her too, although Trey watched with disapproval. He laughed silently. Won't it be entertaining when Trey meets his mate?
Standing, Trey nodded at Meg before turning to Darius. “Thanks for the coffee. I'm going to get to work."
“Keep me posted."
Darius walked him to the door and pushed Eric out with him. Smiling, he turned back to Meg. She stood her ground, her arms crossed, her expression mutinous.
“I can take care of myself,” she said.
He nodded. “I know you can. But you don't have to.” He pulled her into his arms, and his heart twisted. She stiffened and he searched for a way to reassure her. “The pack doesn't work if we can't, and don't, depend on each other."
“And I'm part of the pack,” she said, settling into him a little, the tension beginning to ease from her body.
“Yes,” he whispered. “I'm not so good with words, Meg, but I hope you understand you're my life. I couldn't stand it if something happened to you."
“Oh,” she said, her voice surprised. Tilting her head back, she smiled up at him. “I think you're not so bad with words."
“I'm improving,” he grunted.
Nodding, she added. “If you break my heart I'll hunt you down and kill you."
His breath caught in his throat, he managed to ask, “So I have your heart?"
She laid her head back against his chest. “You think I'd put up with you otherwise?” She laughed. “There is no sex that good, Darius."
“I don't know.” He put his hands on her butt and pulled her into his erection, “Sex with you is pretty impressive."
Laughing, she pulled out of his arms, the image of a confidant sexy woman. She crossed the room, tugging her shirt off at the bottom of the stairs. With her hand on the rail, she turned and looked sultrily over her shoulder. Smiling, she said, “Don't follow me up if you
Keeping his arm around her, he turned and introduced her.
“We were just discussing the wolf."
“Oh goodie. I wouldn't want to miss that,” she said.
Eric laughed, “Just what you need, Darius, a woman who understands the appeal of sarcasm."
She glared. “Go ahead and laugh,” she said darkly. “The wolf isn't stalking you, is it?"
The light mood evaporated in an instant, and the two men turned matching laser blue gazes on her.
“He's stalking you?” Trey asked. His voice was calm and his expression, cold.
The shift was so sudden Darius was reminded that Trey was the deadliest predator among them. He spared a moment of sympathy for the woman who would someday live with him. Meg blinked and took a step back. Trey turned to him when she didn't answer.
“Apparently, he's been watching her,” Darius said grimly. “She thought it was me."
“Only for a minute,” she interrupted. “Not seriously."
“He was here last night,” Darius said, anger a controlled thread in his voice.
“Who is it?” Trey asked.
“I don't know,” he shook his head. “I've never seen him before. We've been hunting him like a wolf, though. I think it's time we start looking for him as a man."
Eric nodded and turned to Trey. “Time for our private investigator to get involved,” he said sardonically. “It's perfectly natural for Darius to hire someone to find whoever's stalking his woman."
“His woman?” she asked, glaring at him.
She poured coffee into the two mugs she'd set on the counter. Trey reached for one, inhaled deeply and smiled. Meg blinked at the transformation on his face.
“I think y'all are living in the wrong century."
He smirked. “Maybe. But we protect our own."
She sputtered in outrage. “I can take care of myself."
Darius grinned. He had been afraid of his reaction with his men around Meg, and was glad to find he was in easy control. He was proud of her. Surrounded by three predators, she wasn't afraid and she wasn't backing down. He could see Eric was impressed with her too, although Trey watched with disapproval. He laughed silently. Won't it be entertaining when Trey meets his mate?
Standing, Trey nodded at Meg before turning to Darius. “Thanks for the coffee. I'm going to get to work."
“Keep me posted."
Darius walked him to the door and pushed Eric out with him. Smiling, he turned back to Meg. She stood her ground, her arms crossed, her expression mutinous.
“I can take care of myself,” she said.
He nodded. “I know you can. But you don't have to.” He pulled her into his arms, and his heart twisted. She stiffened and he searched for a way to reassure her. “The pack doesn't work if we can't, and don't, depend on each other."
“And I'm part of the pack,” she said, settling into him a little, the tension beginning to ease from her body.
“Yes,” he whispered. “I'm not so good with words, Meg, but I hope you understand you're my life. I couldn't stand it if something happened to you."
“Oh,” she said, her voice surprised. Tilting her head back, she smiled up at him. “I think you're not so bad with words."
“I'm improving,” he grunted.
Nodding, she added. “If you break my heart I'll hunt you down and kill you."
His breath caught in his throat, he managed to ask, “So I have your heart?"
She laid her head back against his chest. “You think I'd put up with you otherwise?” She laughed. “There is no sex that good, Darius."
“I don't know.” He put his hands on her butt and pulled her into his erection, “Sex with you is pretty impressive."
Laughing, she pulled out of his arms, the image of a confidant sexy woman. She crossed the room, tugging her shirt off at the bottom of the stairs. With her hand on the rail, she turned and looked sultrily over her shoulder. Smiling, she said, “Don't follow me up if you
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