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a frosty silvery-white. “Not here, Denny,” she said, resting her hands on his chest. “I’m okay.” Something tapped on her shoulder, and when she looked over, Brighton was handing her a pair of sunglasses.
The crew surged forward, surrounding them as she slid the glasses over his eyes to shield them from the crowd.
She tried to smile, but her lip trembled. Cupping his cheeks, she whispered, “I swear I’m okay.”
Denison leaned forward until his forehead rested on hers. “Tell me what happened quick.”
“He kissed me. I hated it. He was trying to get to you. That’s all.” She’d leave out the whore comment and hope Denny didn’t ever catch wind of it. He didn’t seem the type to let something like that go.
He pulled her lip gently down with his thumb. She couldn’t see his expression anymore behind the glasses, but he looked at the tiny wound for what felt like minutes. “Not deep enough,” he murmured. “You’re hungry. I need to feed you.” His voice had taken on a dreamy quality.
Her stomach was growling. Her corndog sat on the grass where she’d dropped it when Matt had kiss-attacked her. Uninvited face molestation plus a ruined hand-battered corndog equaled Matt getting a serious kick in the gonads next time she saw him.
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Denison was going to bleed that Gray Back slowly. He couldn’t do it today because Tagan, his alpha, had ordered him not to, but someday Matt was going to feel deep pain and regret for hurting Danielle.
He turned and glared at Matt across the crowd. The asshole had the balls to toss him a taunting grin, but it was hard to take it seriously behind the bruising and the broken nose that his shifter healing was struggling to fix. Brighton must’ve got him good. He wished it was him to avenge Danielle’s treatment, but if he couldn’t, his twin was second best at settling down his inner bear. God, his animal was roaring for blood. Everything was bathed in shades of red. Everything except for Danielle, who kept pulling his face back to her. The only red on her was the tiny smear at the corner of her mouth Denison wanted to clean off with his tongue. He gave in once more, thinking it would calm his bear, and kissed it clean. Danielle gave off the most delicious little moan as he sucked her lip, and he hoped that touching her affected her like it did shifters. Warmth spreading through her limbs, calming her from the inside out. That’s why he had to stay near the Ashe Crew. Their presence calmed the raging animal inside of him better than a tranquilizer. And they knew it, too. Bruiser’s hand had been on his shoulder the entire time since he’d learned Matt had gone after Danielle. That, Tagan’s order, and Danielle’s pleading eyes kept him from lunging over the crowd of unknowing humans and ripping Matt’s throat out through his stomach.
If Danielle knew what he really was, what he was really capable of, she’d run away and never come back.
Matt had come way too close to Turning her into a bear shifter. If he would’ve gone deeper, bit her harder, she would’ve been a Gray Back by law. He repressed a shudder at the thought. War would’ve been unavoidable then.
If she was a born bear shifter, this could’ve been avoided. He could’ve claimed her when they were together in the Bronco earlier, and Matt wouldn’t have any right to mess with her. As it stood, he didn’t want this life for her. Didn’t want to Turn her for his own happiness. Being a bear was awful and painful at times. It would mean hiding what was inside of her for the rest of her life. Brooke struggled with it still, and she’d been Turned by a man she loved. Denison didn’t know if Danielle was quite there yet. His bear had chosen her years ago, and when she’d left, he’d had to accept that he would be mate-less forever. But now she was back, and he couldn’t rush this. And if she didn’t want the bear inside of her and didn’t fully understand what she’d be giving
The crew surged forward, surrounding them as she slid the glasses over his eyes to shield them from the crowd.
She tried to smile, but her lip trembled. Cupping his cheeks, she whispered, “I swear I’m okay.”
Denison leaned forward until his forehead rested on hers. “Tell me what happened quick.”
“He kissed me. I hated it. He was trying to get to you. That’s all.” She’d leave out the whore comment and hope Denny didn’t ever catch wind of it. He didn’t seem the type to let something like that go.
He pulled her lip gently down with his thumb. She couldn’t see his expression anymore behind the glasses, but he looked at the tiny wound for what felt like minutes. “Not deep enough,” he murmured. “You’re hungry. I need to feed you.” His voice had taken on a dreamy quality.
Her stomach was growling. Her corndog sat on the grass where she’d dropped it when Matt had kiss-attacked her. Uninvited face molestation plus a ruined hand-battered corndog equaled Matt getting a serious kick in the gonads next time she saw him.
****
Denison was going to bleed that Gray Back slowly. He couldn’t do it today because Tagan, his alpha, had ordered him not to, but someday Matt was going to feel deep pain and regret for hurting Danielle.
He turned and glared at Matt across the crowd. The asshole had the balls to toss him a taunting grin, but it was hard to take it seriously behind the bruising and the broken nose that his shifter healing was struggling to fix. Brighton must’ve got him good. He wished it was him to avenge Danielle’s treatment, but if he couldn’t, his twin was second best at settling down his inner bear. God, his animal was roaring for blood. Everything was bathed in shades of red. Everything except for Danielle, who kept pulling his face back to her. The only red on her was the tiny smear at the corner of her mouth Denison wanted to clean off with his tongue. He gave in once more, thinking it would calm his bear, and kissed it clean. Danielle gave off the most delicious little moan as he sucked her lip, and he hoped that touching her affected her like it did shifters. Warmth spreading through her limbs, calming her from the inside out. That’s why he had to stay near the Ashe Crew. Their presence calmed the raging animal inside of him better than a tranquilizer. And they knew it, too. Bruiser’s hand had been on his shoulder the entire time since he’d learned Matt had gone after Danielle. That, Tagan’s order, and Danielle’s pleading eyes kept him from lunging over the crowd of unknowing humans and ripping Matt’s throat out through his stomach.
If Danielle knew what he really was, what he was really capable of, she’d run away and never come back.
Matt had come way too close to Turning her into a bear shifter. If he would’ve gone deeper, bit her harder, she would’ve been a Gray Back by law. He repressed a shudder at the thought. War would’ve been unavoidable then.
If she was a born bear shifter, this could’ve been avoided. He could’ve claimed her when they were together in the Bronco earlier, and Matt wouldn’t have any right to mess with her. As it stood, he didn’t want this life for her. Didn’t want to Turn her for his own happiness. Being a bear was awful and painful at times. It would mean hiding what was inside of her for the rest of her life. Brooke struggled with it still, and she’d been Turned by a man she loved. Denison didn’t know if Danielle was quite there yet. His bear had chosen her years ago, and when she’d left, he’d had to accept that he would be mate-less forever. But now she was back, and he couldn’t rush this. And if she didn’t want the bear inside of her and didn’t fully understand what she’d be giving
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