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animal that Rutley was trained to kill and never question; yet
here he was, face to face with one of them , and he was making no move to
kill it.
    He could hear a small popping noise and he grunted, his
eyes staying on Dimitri’s as he pursed his lips together. “Whoa, hey now,” he
licked his lips quickly. “I’m on your side, pal. I just saved your ass from
getting killed. Do you get that? I’d really appreciate if you’d stop breaking
my wrist now.”
    Dimitri’s eyes flashed, but he finally released Rutley’s
wrist before he swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood. He swayed
back and forth for a moment, reaching out quickly to grab the bedpost as he
panted. “What did you do to me?” He asked in a low voice.
    “I didn’t do anything,” Rutley insisted as he stood,
rubbing at his tender wrist. “Well, aside from saving your life. You’re welcome.”
    Dimitri turned his head to glance at him over his
muscular shoulder, his brows furrowing together as he frowned. “Thanks,” he
muttered.
    “That’s better,” Rutley nodded, taking a step back to
give the male some room. A disoriented wolf was one thing, and a mad wolf
definitely another; but when a wolf was disoriented and mad, Rutley knew
it could be a destructive combination. A combination he had no interest in
seeing the results of at that moment. “I made you some coffee.”
    “I don’t want coffee,” Dimitri responded as he stalked
to the window and pulled the curtain back. His eyes searched the night sky
before he turned to stare at Rutley. “I need to go.”
    Dimitri moved fast, but somehow, Rutley managed to move
faster. He literally flung himself against the door, extending his arms to the
sides as he stared up at him. “Now wait just a damn minute,” he said through
clenched teeth. “I did not carry your ass through a mile of woods just for you
to leave now and not give me any answers.”
    Dimitri growled again, his upper lip curling back to
reveal the elongating fangs as his eyes glowed. “Don’t make me move you,” he
warned.
    Rutley licked his lips, his heart hammering against his
ribcage as he tried to figure out his next step. Hell, this was a bad idea.
He should’ve taken the wolf straight to his father for an interrogation, yet he
didn’t. Why didn’t he?
    Because you’re a damn idiot, he thought as his
eyes met Dimitri’s again. He’d never really seen a werewolf’s eyes in person
before. Sure, he’d seen plenty of werewolves from a distance…..right before he
put a bullet in their heads, but this was very different. He could feel
Dimitri’s breath against his skin. He could feel the energy tingling from the
other’s close proximity. He should’ve been terrified about that, but he wasn’t
exactly scared .
    “Move,” Dimitri repeated as he pressed his palm against
the door, right beside of Rutley’s head. His long claws scraped at the paint
as he sneered.
    “No,” Rutley replied as he blinked.
    “Are you deaf?” The wolf asked as he dug his claws into
the door, dragging them down several inches before stopping just above Rutley’s
shoulder. “Move or that’ll be your stomach.”
    Rutley held his gaze, blue hues battling against swirls
of brown and green as he licked his lips in an effort to moisten them. “You’re
not going to hurt me,” he whispered.
    Another growl ripped past Dimitri’s lips as his fingers
moved with lightning speed, wrapping around Rutley’s throat. “What makes you
think that?” He asked in a raspy tone. “I know what you are. I know what you
do,” his eyes narrowed as he glared at him. “You bear the mark of a hunter,”
he hissed, his thumb stroking over the side of his neck.
    Rutley grunted, squirming beneath the wolf’s iron grasp
as he frowned. “What the hell are you talking about? I don’t have any marks.”
    “You can’t see it, but I can,” Dimitri whispered, his
nose nudging against Rutley’s jawline as he inhaled deeply.
    “Okay, that’s just