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met with Hector has endangered her. We should have killed the sniveling bastard weeks ago.”
Jacque twisted off the top and took a long pull of beer. “If we’d done that we’d be no different than the old man.” He leaned back against the granite countertop and contemplated the bottle in his hands.
And that’s why they’d all left, why they’d wanted to forge a new life for themselves far away from their original pack. They didn’t want to be indiscriminate killers, didn’t want to hate all humans. They wanted a chance to find mates and have a life. It was possible now that they’d made the break.
Louis knew they’d done the only thing they could. Gwen had inadvertently stepped into their world and there was no going back. “It’s almost dawn.” It had been a heck of a long night and he was tired but knew sleep was a long way off yet.
“You and Armand keep watch until Cole and Gator get back with her car,” Jacque ordered.
“And what will you be doing?” Louis asked his brother even though he already knew the answer.
“I’ll be keeping a close eye on our guest.” Jacque set his beer down and went down the hallway toward his room.
Louis drained the beer from his bottle before turning to his cousin. “Let’s go.” He ignored the pitying look he saw in Armand’s eyes. Louis’s wolf wanted Gwen but that wasn’t likely to happen. But he’d be watching Jacque, and if he saw an opening, he’d go for it. His brother be damned.
He strode out of the room and through the front door, letting the early morning air embrace him like a lover. He needed to run, needed to feel free and alive. Louis stripped off his clothing and tossed it onto the front porch. Stretching his arms to the sky, he embraced the change. Blood pumped through his veins and muscles bunched and flexed. His jaw cracked and elongated. Claws broke through his fingertips. Bones reformed as he fell to all fours. When the shift was complete, he tipped back his head and howled, a warning and a promise to anyone around that he would kill to protect his small pack, his real family.
And that family now included Gwen.
He glanced over his shoulder and found Armand leaning against the side of Jacque’s cabin. His cousin gave him a nod and Louis knew he’d stand guard for however long was necessary. Louis dipped his head, whirled around and ran, becoming one with the early morning mist.
Gwen heard footsteps coming down the hallway and rolled out of bed. No way did she want to be caught there if one of the men was coming to speak with her. The door might be locked, but she really didn’t expect it to keep them out. Not if they really wanted in.
She shuffled over to the window and stared through the glass. It had lightened up enough outside so she could see that the room she was in faced the front of the house. A dirt road disappeared into the woods, but there were no vehicles to be seen. Still, she knew there had to be some close by. If she bided her time, maybe she could find a set of keys and steal one. It would serve Jacque right if she stole his truck since he’d been responsible for her wrecking her car.
The door handle behind her shook and was followed by a metallic crack before it opened. She hunched her shoulders and the fine hairs on the back of her neck and her arms stirred. Without even turning around, she knew it was Jacque. She was quickly developing a sixth sense when it came to the man. It was disconcerting to be so in tune with him.
He shoved the door closed, shutting them in the room together. “You should be in bed.”
Yeah, like that was a good idea. Not. She was too attracted to the man, her body totally traitorous around him. No, being in bed around him was not the smart thing to do. She ignored him and stared blindly out the front window. If she ignored him long enough maybe he’d go away.
And maybe pigs would fly. She hadn’t known Jacque LaForge long, but she knew that once he set his mind on something
Jacque twisted off the top and took a long pull of beer. “If we’d done that we’d be no different than the old man.” He leaned back against the granite countertop and contemplated the bottle in his hands.
And that’s why they’d all left, why they’d wanted to forge a new life for themselves far away from their original pack. They didn’t want to be indiscriminate killers, didn’t want to hate all humans. They wanted a chance to find mates and have a life. It was possible now that they’d made the break.
Louis knew they’d done the only thing they could. Gwen had inadvertently stepped into their world and there was no going back. “It’s almost dawn.” It had been a heck of a long night and he was tired but knew sleep was a long way off yet.
“You and Armand keep watch until Cole and Gator get back with her car,” Jacque ordered.
“And what will you be doing?” Louis asked his brother even though he already knew the answer.
“I’ll be keeping a close eye on our guest.” Jacque set his beer down and went down the hallway toward his room.
Louis drained the beer from his bottle before turning to his cousin. “Let’s go.” He ignored the pitying look he saw in Armand’s eyes. Louis’s wolf wanted Gwen but that wasn’t likely to happen. But he’d be watching Jacque, and if he saw an opening, he’d go for it. His brother be damned.
He strode out of the room and through the front door, letting the early morning air embrace him like a lover. He needed to run, needed to feel free and alive. Louis stripped off his clothing and tossed it onto the front porch. Stretching his arms to the sky, he embraced the change. Blood pumped through his veins and muscles bunched and flexed. His jaw cracked and elongated. Claws broke through his fingertips. Bones reformed as he fell to all fours. When the shift was complete, he tipped back his head and howled, a warning and a promise to anyone around that he would kill to protect his small pack, his real family.
And that family now included Gwen.
He glanced over his shoulder and found Armand leaning against the side of Jacque’s cabin. His cousin gave him a nod and Louis knew he’d stand guard for however long was necessary. Louis dipped his head, whirled around and ran, becoming one with the early morning mist.
Gwen heard footsteps coming down the hallway and rolled out of bed. No way did she want to be caught there if one of the men was coming to speak with her. The door might be locked, but she really didn’t expect it to keep them out. Not if they really wanted in.
She shuffled over to the window and stared through the glass. It had lightened up enough outside so she could see that the room she was in faced the front of the house. A dirt road disappeared into the woods, but there were no vehicles to be seen. Still, she knew there had to be some close by. If she bided her time, maybe she could find a set of keys and steal one. It would serve Jacque right if she stole his truck since he’d been responsible for her wrecking her car.
The door handle behind her shook and was followed by a metallic crack before it opened. She hunched her shoulders and the fine hairs on the back of her neck and her arms stirred. Without even turning around, she knew it was Jacque. She was quickly developing a sixth sense when it came to the man. It was disconcerting to be so in tune with him.
He shoved the door closed, shutting them in the room together. “You should be in bed.”
Yeah, like that was a good idea. Not. She was too attracted to the man, her body totally traitorous around him. No, being in bed around him was not the smart thing to do. She ignored him and stared blindly out the front window. If she ignored him long enough maybe he’d go away.
And maybe pigs would fly. She hadn’t known Jacque LaForge long, but she knew that once he set his mind on something
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