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in my territory, none will survive. Do I make myself clear?”
Kenway nodded, his deep cobalt-blue eyes hard as stones.“Very.”
Maverick glanced over at Kota, wanting to kick his beta’s ass for this. The man could have given him warning.“Kota will give you the address to the farmhouse. Go there for the night, and I’ll come see you in the morning. But be warned, I will send warriors out there to guard the house until I can find out what’s going on. And if you are here to fuck with me or mine, I’ll let the Santiago brothers burn that place to the ground with you inside.”
“That’s more than we had hoped for,” one of the other men in Kenway’s group spoke up. Maverick swore it was the smallest of the group.“Thank you, Alpha Maverick.”
Damn, after the threat he just handed out, someone thanked him? Maverick was losing his damn touch. He nodded, leaving the mess with Kota as Maverick walked back inside the movie theater, his erection gone.
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    Darcy tossed and turned, unable to sleep. All he could think about was Raven. The man dominated his thoughts as he tried desperately to get some damn sleep. He felt bad for practically tossing the man out of his bedroom after that mind-blowing orgasm.
    He felt guilty for his knee-jerk reaction to what Raven had said. They’d be good together? What did that mean? Did he want Darcy to announce to the world that they were an item? Not that Darcy would mind—although it would take some getting used to everyone knowing—but he and Raven had just met. The man was moving way too fast for him. He was overanalyzing this, and Darcy knew it.
    And what was with the biting? That wasn ’t his kink, but Raven sure as shit seemed to get off on it.
Darcy sighed as he tossed the covers aside and sat up, letting his feet hit the floor. It seemed he wasn’t going to get any sleep. He stood, pulling his jeans and shirt on, walking over to the window, brushing the curtains aside, and looking out into the darkness. He leaned against the windowpane, wishing he could figure Raven out.
For his life, Darcy couldn’t understand why he was so confused about being with Raven. Maybe he was making a bigger deal about Raven than he should. So what if Raven was a man. Darcy liked men. It should be a no-brainer. He knew in his heart that Sterling wouldn’t have any problems with who Darcy chose to be with.
But Sterling wasn’t the problem, and Darcy knew it. It was Raven. The man intimidated the hell out of him. He called to Darcy and made him want to run as far away as possible at the same time.
Damn it, he was going nuts.
Darcy stilled when he saw a shadowy figure over by the corral. He didn’t know a damn thing about ranching, but he was pretty sure no one should be out this late. He watched as the shadowy figure moved along the wooden fence, his steps slow and measured.
Sterling.
Darcy felt like smacking his younger brother when he saw the dark-blond hair. He would know that head of hair anywhere.“What in the hell are you doing out there, Sterling?” Darcy asked. Sterling was bound and determined to ride one of the horses, or pet a cow, he wasn’t sure which. But Darcy knew his brother was going to bug someone into letting him get his way.
Darcy’s breath caught as his eyes darted to another figure crossing the field on the side of the barn. Sterling wasn’t looking, hadn’t seen the other figure coming toward him. The figure was moving too quickly and everything inside of Darcy told him Sterling needed to get back inside, and fast.
Blinking to make sure he was seeing things right, Darcy let out a silent scream when the dark figure swooped across the yard so quickly that Darcy thought he imagined the speed. He let go of the curtain, racing toward his bedroom door.
What in the hell had Sterling been doing out there? It was late and dark. Sterling should have been in bed asleep, getting ready for work in the morning. His feet hit the last step, and Darcy was running toward the