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nuzzled her neck, inhaling her essence. His own scent remained faint on her skin. He’d have to do something about that soon. Make sure he’d marked and claimed her. Mated her.
    “She’s right, Gee. So how about I just save The Den for you, and maybe all of Los Lobos along with it?”
    “What’s this about saving Los Lobos?” A tall man with brown hair and compelling blue eyes uncoiled himself from his bar stool. He didn’t bear any resemblance to his late father whatsoever. Had to be Drew, though. He remembered the intense eyes from when they both were pups. What he didn’t remember, was the slight limp.
    “Heard you were back. Glad you made it."
    “Are you?” Drew scanned him as thoroughly as a TSA officer profling a suspect on the No Fly list. “Heard you challenged Magnum.”
    Brick shrugged, extending his hands, palm up. He didn’t belong to pack anymore and he’d be damned if he’d show more submission than that. But his resentment toward the new alpha ebbed away.
    “Someone needs to take charge. By rights that should be you.”
    “Glad you see it that way.” Another tall, lean wolf, with long black hair and intimidating eyes emerged from the shadows to plant himself at Drew’s side.
    “Ryker.” Brick acknowledged the pack enforcer briefly. He doubted he’d ever warm to the guy. That long ago day in The Den, Ryker had stood by and done nothing. True, he hadn’t piled on when Magnum and his thugs had beaten him into the sawdust. But he hadn’t stopped the massacre, either. “Especially with the cats threatening.”
    Drew exchanged looks with Gee and Ryker, as if they’d all been expecting the news. “How’d you hear that?”
    “We just came from Shady Heart.”
    “My uncle Cal’s place.”
    “The fuck were you doing there?” Ryker demanded.
    “None of your fuckin’ business.”
    “It is if the cats sent you here. If you’re some kind of spy or traitor to your pack.”
    “The pack that kicked me out and banished me, after beating me bloody, you mean?”
    “So you’re back with an ax to grind?”
    Brick stared hard at the enforcer, his rage palpable. But Summer stroked soothing patterns up and down his arm, calming him, silently urging him to back down from another fight, another challenge.
    “No,” she said, her face crimson. He squeezed his eyes closed. She’d tell them. At the risk of embarrassing herself. To his worthless hide. To save him once again. “We had to pick something up at the pharmacy.” She paused, as if waiting to see if that explanation would be enough. But the wolf leader and his enforcer both wore identically grim expressions, their eyes cold, not giving an inch. “Condoms,” she blurted.
    “Condoms? The fuck for? You’re a wolf. You don’t need no stinkin’ condoms. Didn’t anyone ever tell you that?”
    No. No one ever had. Not Magnum. Not anyone else while he was growing up, not anyone after he’d been banished. Not even Gee. No wonder Cal’s whores snickered when he’d used protection, the foil packets stamped with the Graymarket logo. Summer’s face burned brighter. But Brick had had enough. He gripped her hand and turned to leave. “We’re done here.”
    “Wait.” Gee spoke up from his place near the bar. And only Gee could have stopped him from turning his back on them and heading out the door. The werebear looked at Drew “You need all your wolves, together and united.”
    The alpha nodded, his expression that of a man steeling himself for the inevitable. “Guess it’s time.”
    “You ready?” Gee focused on Brick, an eyebrow raised in question.
    “Me?” He wrapped his arm around Summer’s shoulders, pulling her closer. “For what? I’ve got no skin in this game.”
    A sound of disgust, all spit and snarl, issued from the werebear’s mouth. “To accept your place in your pack. That’s why you’re here, right? At long last?”
    Brick started. No. He’d come to Los Lobos to protect his mate. He couldn’t leave her in