Beast Behaving Badly
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 Shelly Laurenston

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Is that all you have to say to me? Blayne demanded.
Well, I could remind you to stay out of troublebut that always seems to fall on deaf ears! Ezra Thorpe raised a brow, immediately calm after his bellow. Anything else?
No, Blayne said with a very resigned sigh. That was it.
Good. He leaned in and kissed his daughter on the forehead. Sunday, he reminded her, walking toward the parking lot. Bring the freak with you.
Daddy!
Funny thing was, Gwen knew old man Thorpe liked Novikov. Hed invited him to his and Blaynes monthly Sunday dinners. If Ezra Thorpe didnt like a man, he wasnt inviting him anywhere. Especially if he didnt like the man for his daughter.
But just because Blaynes father seemed to have accepted Novikovor at the very least was willing to give him a shotdidnt mean Blaynes collective brother system was about to accept him.
Why dont I give you a lift home? Ric asked Blayne.
Well
Ive got it, Novikov cut in, standing behind Blayne.
Id like to hear Blayne say it. Ric stepped closer. Now Blayne was trapped between two predators, and she didnt look happy about it. But Gwen knew Blayne well enough to know it wasnt fear or anger that had Blayne like this. It was something else. Something she was desperately trying to hide. Unless youre trying to keep her quiet, Ric went on.
We both know thats not even possible.
Lips pursed and eyes rolling, Blayne let out another sigh.
You really wanna do this here, tiny little wolf boy? Novikov asked. Do I need to prove my point again with you?
You can try. If youve got the guts.
Or, Lock said, grabbing Blaynes hand and pulling her out from between the two males. We can go to the hospital.
What? Gwen knew what Lock had been heading into when he left, and knew it was dangerous. Are you hurt?
Its a girl.
Maybe he hit his head, Blayne whispered.
Lock held his cell phone between the friends. Just got a text from Phil. Its a girl.
Blayne squealed, bouncing up and down on her toes. Jess had the baby! Jess had the baby! She grabbed Locks arm and pulled before running off. Come on! Jess had the baby!
She cartwheeled toward the exit. Its a girl! she cheered, ran out the door, and ran back in. Lets go!
Laughing, probably as relieved as she was that Blayne was a-okay, Lock followed after her.
Gwen turned to Novikov, raising her head to try to see his face. Poor guy. He had no idea Blayne had just run out onhimagain.
Thank you, Gwen said to him, and she meant it. Without even talking to Blayne yet, she knew that Novikov had protected her best friendand that he loved her.
Not a problem.
She winked at him and followed after her friend, stopping long enough to say, Come on, Ric. You can keep Lock and Blayne calm while I explain why Im not going into that death trap. When the wolf kept staring at Novikov, she whistled, catching his immediate attention and making Novikov laugh.
Dont make me get the choke chain, Ulrich.
Bo stood in the middle of the private airport, alone. Blayne had left to check on her friend. Did she forget he was in the room? Very possible. This was Blayne after all. Or was she panicking and running on him again? No. No way. Shed call him soon. In the hour, he bet. Gushing over the baby and whatever. Hed hear from her. He was sure of it.
CHAPTER 30
Bo now understood that he couldnt assume anything when it came to Blayne Thorpe. He couldnt take for granted that shed do what he expected her to do.
He expected her to go see her friend in the hospital and come back to his apartment later that night. When she didnt, he figured shed gone back to her apartment, but she hadnt picked up any calls or answered her door when he knocked. A good sniff told him the apartment was emptyand that she hadnt taken out her trash. Blayne didnt have her cell because the Brooklyn bears had brought by all the personal stuff theyd left behind in his truck. The bears had also taken care of his truck, bringing it to a bear-run service station to be repaired, and had returned that as well. Bo would get a bill for all that great bear service, but who cared?
Besides, his biggest concern at the moment was Blayne.
Finally, hed headed to the hospital, tracking down which shifter-run medical center the pregnant wild dog would have gone to. And the female wild dogs there with their Alpha were really nice but Blayne had already split . . . leaving him alone with really nice female wild dogs who thought he was just adorable!
And three hours later, when he was still at the hospital and holding the tiniest newborn in the world, a bunch of She-dogs grinning at him, and a bunch of She-wolves watching him like he was Satanhe knew hed blame Blayne for this. He was blaming Blayne! But first he had to find her so he could blame her to her face!
The problem was, no one seemed to know where his wolfdog was.
She was here for hours, Jess Ward-Smith told him. Shed been the one to put the newborn in his arms, the kin of her mate looking downright horrified when she had. But one look at the newest hybrid to make it into the world and Bo knew hed never let anything happen to her. Then she said she had to go and that shed talk to me later today.