Chapter nine

When I woke up the next morning, the house was quiet. I couldn't hear Derek moving around. My whole body ached from sleeping in the same position all night. I'd been so tired that falling into bed and falling asleep had been pretty much simultaneous. Suppressing a groan, I rolled over and mentally reviewed everything that happened last night.

Marsh and Tasha were nice. The rest of the pack wasn't bad. I was just too uncomfortable with all of the speculation to see it last night. I knew the time would help. I just needed to get to know them. Except for John; I wasn't much interested in getting to know him. I couldn't fault him for his interest, but the way he went about expressing it was completely wrong. Intimidation and entrapment were not the way to a woman's heart.

Then again, Derek had been pretty damn possessive. "She is mine and doesn't ever forget it," is that what he said? Something like that. Did he mean it or was he just claiming me to get the others to back off and leave me