When she came out of the stall, the three women were waiting for her, their expressions
slightly amused in a sinister manner.All brown-haired, around mid-twenties like her--probably each wanting to be Dustin's newmate and fearing she was a new competition.When she'd come up with this scheme of looking for Asta's murderer, Akila had neverconsidered anyone would think she'd be interested in pursuing the pack's leader.The idea of mating with a bigger Black for real. . She mentally shook her head.“What's your name?” the woman in denims and a cowl-neck sweater asked, her voice softlythreatening, her western boot tapping on the tile floor.Her amber eyes narrowed, she took in a deep breath--trying to smell who or what Akilawas--and curled her orange-painted lips up in a nasty way.The notion her face could hideously freeze that way briefly crossed Akila's mind. “ We knowyou're not from around here, and you're not one of us neither are you a human.”“Hey, Octavia, what say we give her a nice send-off back to where she came from?” theshortest one asked, still towering over Akila by several inches.Akila brushed past her to wash her hands.“Don't plan on staying, bitch,” a meatier one snarled, whipping her waist-length,muddy-colored hair about as she spoke, crowding Akila.She was bulkier than the other two, she would make a hefty wolf and would be hard to beat
if she craved being Dustin 's mate and fought the others to have that role.But no female Lycaon--well, of the Brown variety--crowded Akila anymore and got away with it, and she was having a devil of a time keepingher cool.“Don't intend to stay long."Just taking care of a little family business, if it's any of your concern.”Octavia whispered close to her ear, her whiskey breath invading Akila's breathing space,“We know who you are, and you can't have him, Brown.You know what happened to the other one.Get out of Dodge, honey, before you meet with the same fate too.”Her blood boilling, Akila attempted to wash her hands as if the women didn't exist.The short one yanked at her purse and the leather strap bit into Akila's shoulder. “Tell us whoyou are.”“As if the bitch would say, Violet, when she's wearing this fool disguise,”Octavia snarled.Akila's temple pounded with frustration, but she washed the soap off her hands and bit backthe angryl part of her wolf nature clawing to get out. Beating up three female Blacks wouldn'thelp her cause.Octavia bumped into her, probably triggered by the other pulling at her purse, each leadingthe other on, escalating the situation.Akila clenched her teeth against retaliating. Nothing they did was important enough to makeher retaliate, she reminded herself.The heavy one grabbed a handful of Akila's hair and yanked hard.“Guys don't like dyed hair, didn't you know?”A sharp pain ripped across Akila's scalp, and she counted slowly to ten, hoping to avoid
physical contact, but planning swift retaliation if anyone did anything else.“You got that right, Sabina,” Octavia said with a sharp laugh and reached for a handful ofAkila's hair.Enough! With a quick well-placed jab, Akila elbowed Violet in the gut, judo-chopped Sabinain the throat, then swung around and slammed her fist into Octavia's eye.While they were gasping and cursing, Akila grabbed a paper towel, dried her hands, andimmediately left the restroom, her heart racing fast.She'd asked for trouble now.NO, Damn It. The Bitches Had Asked For Trouble And as much as told Akila that someonehad murdered Asta for being a brown.She flung open the bathroom door and slammed it behind her, shutting out the women'scurses.The men who were sitting with the women looked from Akila to the ladies' room.Sorry, boys, the girls need to tidy up a bit.Akila walked over to her seat and when the women stil didn't emerge from the restroom, Ericnoded his head for Laura to check out the bathroom.Maybe now would be a good time for Akila to go in search of her rogue brother and uncle.Forget that Asta had run away and gotten herself killed, leaving Akila to deal with Marcus'spack alone.Or, she could stay and face the wrath of a bunch of angry blacks.As a matter of pride and a good deal of stubbornness, she stayed.All eyes remained on the restroom while Akila coolly drank her second margarita.
No one spoke.No doubt the whole lot of them would murder Akila while she slept tonight.She hoped her time here wasn't totally wasted. But she wasn't giving up.Laura came out of the restroom, her lips turned up, her eyes sparkling with amusement,head shaking.She raised her brows at the guys who were with the women and strolled past.Her attention turned to Dustin , waiting for a report.Her smile broadened, then she spoke to Eric.“Next margarita's on me, Laura, for the young lady.” Mike offered Akila a grin and a wink.Akila shook her head. “Water will be fine.The three women walked out of the bathroom, Octavia scowling, her swollen right eyealready turning black and blue.Violet was stil holding her stomach, and Sabina's face was dark with anger--Akila was prettysure her jab to the black's throat would prevent her talking much for a while.Everyone looked the women over, then looked towards Akila.No, she wasn't fighting to be the pack leader's new bitch.She decided it was time for her to come up with a new plan.This one damn sure wasn't working.Dustin Silver watched the defiant young lady who had to be his mate's twin.She had to be.The voice clinched it.
At first, he had thought she was some ditsy human sitting in his chair at his table, and hecouldn't understand why Eric hadn't thrown her out of the place.At least he'd thought she was human. Lycoans had exceptional visual acuity.Only humans needed glasses.And the pierced earrings.No Lycoan would get caught dead with pierced earlobes in their wolf form.Or wear a watch, for that matter.Her straight black hair looked nothing like his dead mate's, and the blue eyes had stoppedhim cold.The perfume she'd drowned herself in, he figured, was some ploy to get all the guys in thetavern hot and bothered, but for lycoans, the smell was overwhelming, burned their eyes,and had the opposite effect.Her voice was all it took to send shivers exploding across his skin.He swore he was seeing his late mate sipping margaritas, which she never would havedone.A wine lady was what she was.And the way this woman had handled the ladies from his pack?His mate would never have managed.Taking a relaxing breath, Dustin silverback sighed and reminded himself that she wasn't his mate, his mate was dead and there was nothing he could do to being her back to life.She only looked like his deceased wife because he was observing her closely, her face was so small compared to the big cowboy hat she had on and she had a bugged eye, she had on a rose colored glasses, but personality wise, she was so much different from his deceased wife Akila.Except the people of his town already had their minds made up.Akila had returned and they were certain he'd try to mate with her again.Never in a million years, he wasn't going to do that again.His beloved wife had committed suicide , she was unstable and unable to deal with the stress that comes with being the mate of a pack leader, and to make matters worse, she wasn't even one of them in the first place.No, he definitely wouldn't let that happen again.His next mate would be a black, except he wasn't going to pick a mate from his
So you mean most members of the pack believes I'd be happier thinking she killed herself? ".Yes, Lucas nodded his head to the side, if we have a murderer amongst us, it would definitely shake up the whole pack."But if it were to appear like she committed suicide, everything would appear a lot cleaner."She left me a suicide note and it was written in her handwriting.She committed suicide and that's it.Dustin took another gulp of his beer but this time it was tasting sour.So why don't you tell her sister the truth? Why are you sending Mike who's certain to mess up the whole thing.Lucas's mouth curved up, an evil smile on his face, the first Distin had seen him make in a while If he gets fresh, he's certain to look like Octavia with a colorful new pair of eyes.Dustin ignored his comment."If her twin sister is looking into the cause of he
There was a lot of noise in the tavern, different groups having the same conversation about the arrival of Akila's sister appearing in town when Dustin's phone rang.He removed his phone from his pocket and saw the caller was his brother Mike, upon seeing Mike's cell phone number, he was not surprised, and thought that it was Akila's sister who had already started causing some sort of trouble, afterall she already caused some trouble here at the tarvern. He really hoped she hadn't escaped from him. "Hello, Mike? Why are you calling now?" "You've gotta come really quick!" Mike yelled into the phone, his voice breathless, Dustin could hear the pain in his brother's voice over the phone. "Hey Mike what's wrong? " Dustin jumped up from his chair. "Where are you?" "Shots been fired. There's a shooter out here and I've been hit,near Morgan's bed—" The call was cut off. "There's been gunfire at Morgan's!" Dustin yelled as
The pain was burning, but the sweat on her skin was chilled by the cool wind, and the blood which soaked her turtleneck, making her even colder. Something moved in her direction, She paused to listen intently at the sounds of scurrying and tried to smell the scents. It was Cold cold autumn, with a hint of humidity in the air, a time in her life when she'd usually bake apple pie, making special soup and spicy chili, dotted with colorful pumpkins, zucchini and yummies,the colors complementary to her fiery red hair and green eyes. Autumn, her special time of year.Now she was laying in the bush and her body full of painDustin was Winter, with sable hair, dark eyes, aloof, and brooding. Cold north wind winter.The scurrying stopped, and her wandering mind returned to the present situation before her. The creature's blood rushed through it's tiny heart and veins, and she smelled its distinctive scent, it was a rabbit.She closed her eyes,
She heard his jerks, his gasps, his teeth grinding, his nails rubbing against the metal of his weapon. Then he moved further away from her position where she was curled up, trying to preserve the energy and warmth of her body, trying to make herself smaller and unnoticeable.Dustin's pack members continued the call, calling Asta's name as they continued searching for her. She frowned. How did they not know her name? Asta must have kept her family a secret so the Black's wouldn't know she already had a wolf pack and a mate.The shooter moved further away from her position which caught her attention and brought her back from her thought, , but he was still too close.The wind suddenly changed direction, and Dustin's brother Lucas called out: "This way!"She watched for them and almost stopped breathing in anticipation, not to mention the pain had become so intense she could barely concentrate.But her rescuers never came.
Through the fog filled with mist, Akila felt pressure on her neck, as if a snake was coiled around her neck, tightly choking her out of breath. She was having trouble breathing, and her mind was in turmoil. She tried hard to catch a scent of the snake, but all she could smell was the strong smell of rotting leaves.Then she heard a gruff, impatient male voice called out "Akila, now closer than before.A low, menacing growl sounded. Thaddeus? Oh yes, that was Thaddeus She thoughtThe pressure on her throat stopped, and she gasped, gasping for breath.She couldn't focus on anything, she was unable to catch her breath, where she was, who he was, what had happened to Asta. The snake moved away quickly, crawling through the bushes trying to hide from the imminent danger. The pungent smell of humus accompanied it as it crawled away. But there was a new scent in the air, she recognized the scent, it was that of her co
She sighed sharply, feeling the warmth of Dustin's body, the strength of his arms around her, the smell of his manhood, the smell of his cock. No matter how hard he was on her, no matter how uninterested he pretended to be, there was a part of him that he couldn't hold back. He can't hide the signal that he wanted her, the way any alpha male werewolf desires a female. The sexual chemistry between them sizzled and a heat flowed through her. She moaned and he tightened his grip around her. Asta must have been delighted to be bred with such a strong man, he was much, much bigger and taller than a red Lycaon. "Asta," he said, wanting to hear a response from her. She frowned and opened her eyes. Lucas gave her the same serious look as Dustin's as they climbed up the ridge. Akila," she said on edge, barely breathing. Dustin's sinister lips went even tighter. She frowned. "three."
As soon as Akila's twin sister had invaded the town's friday night favourite tavern, his favourite Friday night getaway since the death of his mate, Dustin knew there was going to be trouble coming. His men were sure he wanted her to fill in the shoes of his dead mate, they were sure he wanted her for his companion, the women are already jealous that he's interested in another shade of brown. Despite the fact that he had tried hard not to show any interest in her. Except for the time he had to kiss her. Hell, he did it just to keep her from talking. Yet the kiss didn't stop at just stopping her from talking, neither did he want it to, it was just crazy. To make matters worse, he made her pass out, and it wasn't because of his passionate kiss either. She was seriously injured for Odin's sake. What the hell was wrong with him anyway? With an exasperated breath, he stood outside the Morgan's B&B examining Eric's wound, seeing where the bullet had