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this before,” Evan said.
Forrest shot his brother a look of warning. “Stay out of this.”
Evan put up his hands. “You got it.”
“Are you mated?” Lila asked.
“We will be.”
“So there’s still time to fix this.”
All he’d thought about since she’d ran away was how much he wanted her back, and his mother thought she could “fix this.” No. Fucking. Way. Bailey Corsac was his, even if he hadn’t permanently marked her yet. He’d made his intention clear with the bite on her shoulder. He didn’t want another woman, another mate. And the only thing that needed fixing was figuring out how to make Bailey want him as much as he wanted her.
“Father, if you want to run this pack then take it back. I’ll gladly step aside. But, if I am to be alpha,” Forrest said. “I will be alpha my way. If someone wants to challenge me, I will make them regret the day they were whelped. And that is all I will say on the subject. Good day.” And with that final declaration, Forrest stormed from the room and headed out back from some fresh air.
He’d never done well with being told what to do. In that way, he’d been born to lead. It infuriated him to have his parents treat him like a child. He’d negotiated contracts with some of the toughest, narcissist psychopaths in the business world. In other words, he could handle himself when it came to pack dynamics and rival pack politics. And if he couldn’t, then he didn’t deserve to hold the role in the first place.
“You look like a man with the weight of the world on his shoulders,” a familiar voice said.
Forrest glanced over at Maxine Garson. She lounged on the porch swing, using her feet to gently rock herself back and forth. He tried to smile but feared it looked more like a grimace. “How are you, Max?”
“I asked first,” she said, a coy smile on her lips.
“Technically, you didn’t.”
“It was implied, Mr. Blackthorn.” She raised a brow. “But I guess an implied contract means nothing around here.”
The Silverbacks were property developers, and Maxine had been adept with acquisitions. He’d even hired her once or twice over the years to help find locations for Blackthorn Sporting Goods centers. And though she’d indicated her willingness, Forrest had never had sex with Maxine after his first scenting ceremony all those years ago.
The sex had been good, wild and adventurous, but when he’d tried intimacy with her outside of sex, Maxine lacked any real warmth or kindness. He knew she must have felt just as empty when it came to him. Forrest had no illusions about himself. He was cold, distant, and domineering--and that was on a good day.
Except when it came to Bailey. What was it about that little fox that chipped away at his icy heart? His wolf howled for her in a way that scared him. He was like a pup again whenever he saw her. She called to him, and his body begged to answer.
“It was nice to see you, Max.” He turned to go back inside.
Maxine jumped from the seat and went to him. She touched his arm. “We could be good together, Forrest. We could make Blackthorn so powerful no one would dare make a move against us. I can do that for you. Together we are strong.”
Forrest shook his head. “I don’t need another business partner. I need a mate.”
Her smile dimmed. “You need to grow up.”
“I’m not the one pissing on people.”
She gave him a sharp look. “You knew that was me last night?”
“I remember your wolf.”
Her eyes softened. “We could be powerful together, you and I.”
“Go home, Maxine. There’s nothing here for you.” He stared at where her hand rested on is bicep until she moved it.
Her expression hardened once again. “We’ll see about that, Forrest. I know how to get what I want, and I play for keeps.”
Forrest ignored the warning in her words. “Not this time. No hard feelings.”
Her mouth tightened, and her eyes held a sharpness, but like a smart businesswoman who’d been
Forrest shot his brother a look of warning. “Stay out of this.”
Evan put up his hands. “You got it.”
“Are you mated?” Lila asked.
“We will be.”
“So there’s still time to fix this.”
All he’d thought about since she’d ran away was how much he wanted her back, and his mother thought she could “fix this.” No. Fucking. Way. Bailey Corsac was his, even if he hadn’t permanently marked her yet. He’d made his intention clear with the bite on her shoulder. He didn’t want another woman, another mate. And the only thing that needed fixing was figuring out how to make Bailey want him as much as he wanted her.
“Father, if you want to run this pack then take it back. I’ll gladly step aside. But, if I am to be alpha,” Forrest said. “I will be alpha my way. If someone wants to challenge me, I will make them regret the day they were whelped. And that is all I will say on the subject. Good day.” And with that final declaration, Forrest stormed from the room and headed out back from some fresh air.
He’d never done well with being told what to do. In that way, he’d been born to lead. It infuriated him to have his parents treat him like a child. He’d negotiated contracts with some of the toughest, narcissist psychopaths in the business world. In other words, he could handle himself when it came to pack dynamics and rival pack politics. And if he couldn’t, then he didn’t deserve to hold the role in the first place.
“You look like a man with the weight of the world on his shoulders,” a familiar voice said.
Forrest glanced over at Maxine Garson. She lounged on the porch swing, using her feet to gently rock herself back and forth. He tried to smile but feared it looked more like a grimace. “How are you, Max?”
“I asked first,” she said, a coy smile on her lips.
“Technically, you didn’t.”
“It was implied, Mr. Blackthorn.” She raised a brow. “But I guess an implied contract means nothing around here.”
The Silverbacks were property developers, and Maxine had been adept with acquisitions. He’d even hired her once or twice over the years to help find locations for Blackthorn Sporting Goods centers. And though she’d indicated her willingness, Forrest had never had sex with Maxine after his first scenting ceremony all those years ago.
The sex had been good, wild and adventurous, but when he’d tried intimacy with her outside of sex, Maxine lacked any real warmth or kindness. He knew she must have felt just as empty when it came to him. Forrest had no illusions about himself. He was cold, distant, and domineering--and that was on a good day.
Except when it came to Bailey. What was it about that little fox that chipped away at his icy heart? His wolf howled for her in a way that scared him. He was like a pup again whenever he saw her. She called to him, and his body begged to answer.
“It was nice to see you, Max.” He turned to go back inside.
Maxine jumped from the seat and went to him. She touched his arm. “We could be good together, Forrest. We could make Blackthorn so powerful no one would dare make a move against us. I can do that for you. Together we are strong.”
Forrest shook his head. “I don’t need another business partner. I need a mate.”
Her smile dimmed. “You need to grow up.”
“I’m not the one pissing on people.”
She gave him a sharp look. “You knew that was me last night?”
“I remember your wolf.”
Her eyes softened. “We could be powerful together, you and I.”
“Go home, Maxine. There’s nothing here for you.” He stared at where her hand rested on is bicep until she moved it.
Her expression hardened once again. “We’ll see about that, Forrest. I know how to get what I want, and I play for keeps.”
Forrest ignored the warning in her words. “Not this time. No hard feelings.”
Her mouth tightened, and her eyes held a sharpness, but like a smart businesswoman who’d been
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