he was wondering why the fates had been cruel to him.
“The coffee is fine,” he said, releasing her hand. His men dismissed her.
“When are you going to mate her?” Lewis asked. “The scent of you is lessening on her. If you’re not careful someone will take her. She’s powerful leverage for being your mated woman.”
An alpha’s mated woman was considered gold in the paranormal community. The best way to blackmail a wolf was to do it through his mate.
“She’s human,” Brandon said, staring at her ass. He wanted to see her naked. There was so much he wanted to do with the young woman. He’d teach her the fine art of making love and then the power of a rough fuck. Together they’d learn everything about each other. He couldn’t wait to get started in her teaching.
What about the visit? The meeting with other species, what will you do then?
Shutting off his desires, Brandon watched as she handed the human men she’d served the check.
“What is there to do around here?” the guy asked.
“Nothing of interest.”
Brandon listened to their conversation. He was pleased Elle didn’t try to encourage the guy to stay.
The guy reached out to touch her. Gripping the edge of the table, Brandon did everything he could to stay in control.
“Hey, don’t be like that,” the guy said.
Elle pulled her hand out of the guy’s grip.
“I’m not being like anything. You need to leave. There is nothing important for you here.”
The guy looked at her for several moments. He shrugged and signed the check.
“Whatever, I was just being nice.”
Elle took the guy’s payment. She turned away from the table and was about to leave.
Slap .
The sound echoed throughout the diner. Brandon tensed. The guy had just hit his woman’s ass. Elle’s cheeks were aflame as she looked at him. While he’d been out talking with Elle, most of the diner had vacated. The customers who were left looked toward him shocked by what just happened.
Rage consumed him.
“Oh shit, that guy deserves whatever is about to happen to him,” Darcy said.
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Elle couldn’t believe one of the customers had slapped her ass. The jerk she’d been serving had been annoying her for most of the day. She’d turned him down flat, and now he was slapping her ass as if he had a right to touch her.
She whirled toward him, ready to kick his ass when a giant roar echoed throughout the diner. The pack froze , and goose-bumps erupted along her arms; and they weren’t the nice kind. Turning around she saw Brandon stalking toward him. His arms looked thicker than she remembered. What had happened to him?
Brandon stroked her cheek. The throb of the slap died away the instant he touched her. She didn’t understand him. Chancing a look in his eyes she saw they looked darker than usual. Glancing away, Brandon growled. No, not Brandon. He wasn’t in there. This was the alpha.
Lewis and Darcy ran to her side. Drake walked slowly behind the rest.
“Take her back to my place. This ends now,” Brandon said.
“What?” she asked, confused. “What ends now? I don’t understand. Brandon, leave it, they’re not worth it.” She tried to pull him to her. Brandon gave her to Lewis and Darcy.
“Take her.”
They held her arms and escorted her out of the diner. Lewis grabbed Layla on the way out. The only people inside the diner were the pack and the human who’d pissed the alpha off.
“I didn’t mean for any of this to happen,” she said.
Layla shook, but they all kept moving toward Brandon’s house. None of the men spoke.
“I’m going to see Layla back home,” Lewis said when Brandon’s house was in view.
“Okay, I’ll take care of our queen.” Darcy tightened his hold on her arm.
She gasped staring down at where he held her.
“I’ll call you,” Layla said, embracing her.
Watching her friend walk away with Lewis hurt her more than she could understand. Brandon had sent her out of the diner. She didn’t even want to think about
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