Howl For It
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 Shelly Laurenston

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Youre a potential mate for a wolf shifter. Your scent is different, at least it always was to me. Lyles gaze darted to Gage. And Im betting it is to him, too. One scent, just one deep breath, and I could tell you were . . . ripe.
Bastard! Kayla screamed. I dont
Of course you were only sixteen when we met, so I decided to give you some growing time. I knew youd be the perfect lure that I needed. He gave a little shrug. Its so hard to find potential mates for wolves these days . . . so hard, but in that bloodbath, I found you.
Gage barely managed to hold his wolf back. The beast was clawing him from the inside. Ripping and tearing with his fury to break loose. What do you want? Because the jerk had to want something. Otherwise, Gage wouldnt have woken in the cage.
He wouldnt have woken at all.
I want your packand youre gonna give them to me.
Keep wishing, asshole. Hed never turn on his pack. Pack was sacred. Pack was life.
Lyles green eyes narrowed. This citys mine now. Im taking over.
It would feel so good to smash the jerks face. He could already imagine the bones crushing beneath his fist. Is that why you sent that human to carve up the showgirls? Cause you were taking over? And using Hawk to do his dirty work for him.
Some humans didnt mind getting their hands bloody. Some liked the bloodsome, like Hawk.
Lyle just smiled and his canines lengthened. Ive always found humans to be very accommodating.
Im gonna kill you. The snarled threat wasnt Gages this timeit was Kaylas. Now shed broken through the shock and was going right for the rage. Good.
Theyd need her rage.
Doubtful. Lyle didnt look worried at all. The guy just shrugged and rocked back on his heels. Youve always rather lacked what I think of as the killer instinct. Some humans have it . . .
Hawk came to mind. That bastard had refused to turn on Lyle all the way to the end. No matter how much pain Gage had given to him. I gave him plenty. Payback for the womens pain.
Some dont, Lyle finished. His gaze hardened on Kayla. But if you dont do exactly as I say . . . I promise, Ill bring your brother to you in pieces.
Kayla sucked in a sharp breath. Hell. The brother was gonna be a problem for them. Gage hadnt counted on that attachment when hed been doing all his grand planning.
Lyle obviously had.
When Lyles gaze turned back to him, Gage knew the other shifter had planned for all sorts of fucking situations. Your pack . . . Lyle said, almost snarling. I know you got them to pull from the city. To hide. Thats not gonna work. They arent gonna stay in the shadows and then jump out and try to take medown.
Actually, they were. That was his plan.
So youll take me to them. Lyle crossed his arms over his chest, stretching his fancy suit. And Ill take them out.
So thered be only one top dog in Sin City.
Not happening. Gage hadnt built that pack from the ground up just to watch the wolves get destroyed.
Lyle pointed to Kayla. Then shell be the one in pieces. He turned away. Strolled toward the door like he didnt have a care in the world. Youve got an hour. So Id suggest you start rethinking that position of yours. He reached for the heavy door handle, then glanced back. Because its so hard to find a good mate these days.
Then he was gone. The metal clang of the shutting door echoed through the room, and Gage swore in disgust and fury.
That son of a bitch wasnt going to push him into a corner. Lyle wasnt destroying the pack that Gage had built, and Lyle damn well wasnt hurting Kayla.
Not while Im still breathing.
Kayla glanced over at him. For a tough hunter, she sure looked vulnerable. No, broken.
Especially with the faint drops of blood on her neck.
He was . . . he was the only person who kept me going after my parents died. Her voice was softer, huskier, than hed ever heard before. Lyle found me, alone in that house with their bodies. I was holding Jonah, trying to stop the bleeding and save him
Gage didnt speak when she broke off and inhaled on a deep, shuddering breath. He just waited. She needed to put these pieces together faster. Didnt she realize yet what had happened? As soon as hed seen Lyleas soon as hed caught the bastards scent, Gage had known the truth.
Hehe said he was a hunter. Her shoulders hunched even as she wrapped her arms around her stomach, as if she were trying to hug herself. Or to guard herself. Th-that hed tracked the wolf shifter. That he was there to help us . . .
Only Gage bet that if Kayla hadnt been so wild with her grief at the time, she would have seen the blood on the mans fingers. Wild with grief... and too young.
You were only sixteen when we met, so I decided to give you some growing up time.
The bastards words rang through his mind. You were just a kid. You didnt realize
Her savior was the monster whod been at the door. The monster whod destroyed her life.
Her hands fell to her sides as she lifted her chin. The gesture almost broke his heart. He . . . killed them? My parents? Her fingers rose to rub against her shoulder. He knew a line of scars was beneath her shirt. Right in that exact spot. Hed kissed those scars during that too short night at the hotel. Lyle was the wolf who tried to kill me? she asked, but he knew the words werent a question, not really.