Big Bad Beast
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Where are you going, Dee?
Going to change so I can beat the fuck out of you without worrying about getting blood on this overpriced dress!
But, Rory complained, I havent picked out the shoes yet! Ric pulled out his tux, shoes, shirt, and tie in preparation for that evenings dance. Normally he limited his attendance to this sort of thing. He didnt mind giving money or volunteering to help on a grassroots level, but dressing up in a tux and mingling with the rich and powerful was not something he enjoyed doing very often. But hed attend this event at his uncles request as a representative of the Van Holtz family and also because hed need a good alibi. Because tonight was the night that the Group would deal with Matilda Llewellyn and the betrayal of her kind.
It should be something that Ric or one of the other supervisors handled themselves, but his uncle had taken it and Ric was just fine with that. Because Matilda Llewellyn was top of the food chain politically and had been around for a very long time, Van didnt want any of those involved in this to also be involved in her death. Prides could be very fussy about that sort of thing.
Besides Matilda would not be easy to take down, no matter her age. So Ric would do what his cousin told him to do and go to a charity dance. It shouldnt be too bad, though. Lock and Gwen were going to attend and, more importantly, so would Dee. It would be their first time out as an official couple and he couldnt wait to show her off.
Hey.
Smiling, he stood and faced the woman hed just been thinking about. Hey. Ric blinked. Did you do something to your hair?
She shrugged, appearing completely distraught. They tried, but apparently my hair is too unruly and they didnt know how to hide the damage to my ear from when Teacup shot me. Eventually the hairstylist just said, and Im quoting here, Fuck it. Thats what she said. About my hair. Fuck it.
I hope you didnt tip her.
After what I paid for this goddamn dress, youre damn right I didnt tip her.
You bought a dress?
She dropped the shopping bags she had in her hands. What do you think I have in here?
I never thought it would be a dress.
I dont want you embarrassed when you have to go to these things.
I wouldnt be. No matter what you were wearing.
You say that now
Dee-Ann, I dont care if you come in your jeans and boots . . . as long as youre comfortable and happy.
She grunted at him, which was kind of new. Shed grunted at others, but never him.
Whatever you do, dont get used to it, she went on. Its too expensive, the sales people hate me, and apparently I have freakishly large shoulders that cant be fitted correctly in clothes so strangers feelthe need to come up and give me fashion advice. I never wanna go through this again! Ric rushed to her side and placed his hands on her shoulders. Never again. I promise. Lets do this thing tonight to appease my cousin and then thats it.
Will we have to get married?
Sensing an oncoming panic attack because that question had come out of left field, Ric calmly told her, Thats a decision we can make ourselves at another time.
Rory Reed says well have to get married because all Van Holtzes get married, but marriages are just a waste of money. Especially for wolves.
Damn that Rory Reed!
First off, youll never have to worry about money again. And when her eyes narrowed to angry slits, he quickly added, Not because youll be living off me but because you already have so much of your own money and your career has nowhere to go but up!
Her eyes un-narrowed a bit. Nicely handled, Van Holtz. Nicely handled.
And, when we get this whole thing with Matilda Llewellyn resolved and everything has calmed down, well discuss what we want to do and what we dont. But not tonight and not right now. She let out a breath. Okay.
You sure?
Yeah. Im sure.
He pulled her into his arms and hugged her. Were in this together, Dee. Dont ever forget that.
I wont, she whispered, hugging him back.
Im sorry, Ulrich, Mrs. M. said from behind them.
Its all right, Mrs. M. He kissed Dees neck before stepping away from her. What is it? Mrs. M. frowned a bit. Your mothers here to see you.
Not exactly what he was ready to hear, but probably for the best. Hed have to see her sometime. But before he could get good and worried about it, Dee slipped her hand into his. Come on. She smiled at him. Its time I got a proper introduction to your momma. Dee immediately saw where Ric got his looks from, even with the tears streaming down his mothers face and her eyes blue instead of brown. He was clearly his mothers son and in more ways than one, considering how upset she was.
Im so sorry, son. Im so, so sorry.
You didnt do anything wrong, Ric told her, hugging his mother tight.
Maybe not, but the She-wolf hadnt actually protected him either.
Of course, Dee tried hard not to judge other She-wolves. The Lewis and Smith Pack females were tough mothers, never letting their pups get away with anything. But they were also well-known as notoriously dangerous females when it came to protecting their pups, hunting down anyone who got too close or harmed their pups even slightly. And if you harmed their pups more than slightly? Youd be lucky if anyone found pieces of you, much less whole parts.