The Beast in Him
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 Shelly Laurenston

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But Brendon seemed more than happy to give Smitty the fight hed been looking for, the two of them going after each other like the deer at their feet couldnt simply be replaced by a drive-through run to McDonalds.
Of course, this had nothing to do with the damn deer. Or the fact that the lions always stole their meals. It was all about that damn She-dog.
It still boggled Sissys mind that the little heifer had the nerve to turn down her brother. The best of the batch, in her estimation. Maybe if it had been one of the other four, Sissy could understand Jessie Ann pushing him away. But Bobby Ray wasnt like her other brothers. And her other brothers probably wouldnt have given Jessie Ann the option. They would have taken her down like they had that deer.
But Smitty wouldnt tell Sissy more than, She dont want me. Thats all you need to know.
Sissy doubted that. Actually, she knew that to be wrong. That little geek had wanted her brother since the first time shed set eyes on him. And it hadnt changed. Really, in Sissys opinion, it would never change. Jessie Ann Ward would always love Bobby Ray Smith. And now that shed seen him so miserable, Sissy knew that Bobby Ray would always love Jessie Ann.
Yet, for some unknown reason, the two of them insisted on fighting it. So the question for her was how to fix this. She was Alpha Female. She needed to fix this.
By her third fight with Bobby Raythis time over potatoesRonnie Lee dragged her off to the town bar. Lots of cute local talent, but she couldnt even enjoy flirting since she had Bobby Rays drama on her mind. So she and Ronnie sat at the bar, nursing their beers, and occasionally muttering to each other.
Near four oclock she heard a soft voice with a thick Southern accent say, Two glasses of champagne, please, Charlie.
Sissy raised her head and stared at the two females lounging at the end of the bar. She recognized them both from the night at the club when shed had that run-in with the Magnus Pack Alphas. One of them pulled out a box of high-end chocolate from a glossy shopping bag and placed it on the bar. Their drinks arrived and they sat down on stools and opened the box.
Let it go, Ronnie Lee muttered before Sissy had done anything.
But look at em. Sittin over there like nothings wrong.
Sissy, let it go.
She should. But she couldnt. She banged her fist on the bar and both She-dogs looked up at her.
Think you can explain to me what the hell is wrong with your Alpha Female?
They both stared at her, but neither said a word.
Does she really think shes too good for my brother? Because shes damn wrong.
Again, the blank stare and the silence.
What? Something wrong with yourmouth? Cant ya speak?
The Asian one leaned forward a bit, her hands flat on the bar, her head tilting to the side. After a long moment, she said, Woof.
Sissy leaned back a bit, her gaze sliding over to Ronnies. As soon as they looked at each other, though, they lost it. Bursting into surprised laughter.
The two She-dogs walked down to their side of the bar, bringing their drinks and chocolates with them.
Another two glasses of champagne, Charlie. The Asian one held her hand out and Sissy shook it. Im Maylin. Yall can call me May. This is Sabina.
Nice to meet ya.
So, she said, plunking herself down on the bar stool, what are we gonna do about these two idiots?
Yup. Sissy liked this one already.
Lord, could he get more pathetic? Sitting in the snow, in the woods, watching Jessies house. He couldnt help it. She spent most of her time out on that back porch watching the pups play in the snow. Sometimes jumping in with a well-placed snowball.
Of course, it wasnt like Smitty had anywhere else to go. Hed alienated nearly everyone else at Shaws house except Dez, who knew how to get a cranky male to back up off her with only a look.
To avoid losing his friends and Pack forever, Smitty had shifted and taken off into the woods. Sometimes he focused on problems much better as wolf. Hed chased a couple of rabbits and a couple of crows. Although that had been a bad idea after they dive-bombed him and tried to shit on his head. Then hed ended up back here, trying to figure out what the hell Jessie Ann wanted from him.
Okay, so the barn had been a bad idea, but hed merely been trying to expedite the situation. Once he knew what he wanted, no need to fight it anymore. But when he offered her a soft bed and a romantic marking in the city, shed acted like hed offered to take her to an execution in the town square.
Why wouldnt she just tell him what she wanted? Jessie had never seemed like other girls who wanted you to guess everything. When you asked how they were, theyd respond, Fine. If Jessie was mad, she sure as shit let you know it in no uncertain terms. But she always told him the reason. Now she wouldnt and he didnt know what to do to fix this. And he had to fix it.
He loved her. Maybe hed loved her forever. But he knew it for sure when hed wrapped himself around her last night. Shed felt so good in his arms, so perfect. Like shed been made to order just for him.
Lord, he couldnt lose her now. But, for once, he was at a loss on how to handle this and her. Years of training to handle nearly any and all situations, but the United States Navy never saw Jessie Ann Ward coming.