Becky finally got to escape her truck. Robert made her feel tiny sitting in the driver’s seat. However, she got some small satisfaction when he had to pull the seat back all the way so he could fit behind the wheel. But she didn’t like forcing herself to talk to him as she had. Yes, as they drove, and he did most of the talking, she’d relaxed a little. But it was a little. Becky was relieved still to step away from him. His size and his looks made Becky averse to interacting with him. It’s one thing for him to be in the same room as her. She was just struggling with the idea that he would want to be attached to her in any way. Becky didn’t see herself as a catch for anyone really, so she’d stopped looking at men for potential relationships, even though she craved to be in one desperately. All she figured was that she’d been burnt once, and she’d be shy wanting to avoid a second incident like the first. Robert wasn’t having anything to do with it. Or he didn’t notice

“I don’t want either of you near this Hebbs character until after I’ve spoken to him. I don’t trust him. If he tries to speak with you or arrange a meeting, you can meet in the bar and nowhere else. I don’t want him taking you to some private place where you could disappear from.” Rob said as they ate their meal in the corner of the shop. “I still believe you’re overreacting to all of this.” Becky insisted as she finished her meal. She sat back with her coffee and watched Rob speak. “Shh... Leanne isn’t in the know, if you know what I mean, Becky. So keep your voice down. She likes to talk, and we don’t want others to put the pieces together.” Jane Ann said in a hushed tone to Becky as she hid her mouth from Leanne with her sandwich. “True enough, also try not to answer this reporter’s questions if they approach you. We don’t know if they really are from a real media outlet, independent reporter, or something less savoury. If they ask you anything,

Paul walked into the Wolf’s Den. This was a place owned by his Alpha, and he knew every inch like the back of his hand. He’d gone to school a few years ago to become a police officer and return here. This would grant his pack inside knowledge of the criminal underbelly of the area, with no one asking questions. A cop asking about a case wouldn’t raise any eyebrows. He watched Bart Hobbs settle into a booth and prepare for an interview with Rob. They’d spent the morning with Bart, showing Paul around. They couldn’t really talk about their unique similarity, as there’d been too many humans within earshot. “Bart, we need to talk before Rob gets here.” “I should have known you were on a first-name basis with him.” Bart sat down at a booth table and looked dryly at Paul. “Of course, I know him, and that’s what I need to talk to you about. I need to know what you’re doing here, and what you are trying to achieve.” “Simply put? They sent

Jon returned to the Wolf’s Den with the two women. He still struggled to get over the fact that both he, and Rob, would find themselves destined to mate with humans. This would be difficult in the best of circumstances, but with all the complications. He wasn’t sure if bringing them into the pack would be a benefit or harmful to their safety. The reporter seemed to act odd when she left the clinic, and her companion didn’t say a word the whole time. That gave Jon a bad feeling about them. He hoped it was just her situation of needing to create a story where there was little to none. The news was big business now and to get any traction in the general media, there must be drama and conflict. It didn’t matter whether that drama was real or fake. “How did it go?” Rob approached once he had the ladies settled into the apartment above them. “Quiet mostly, except for one incident. What about your meeting with this Hobbs?” Jon grimaced, expecting Rob to re

“It’s done, and it’s nature. We aren’t human. You can’t judge us on a human scale. If they want to treat us like we are beneath them. Then we’ll remind them of where they came from. Men like Ivan think they are better, but they aren’t. They are the lowlifes of this world. The veritable monsters, and you can’t forget that. They don’t deserve your pity or forgiveness. I won’t stand by and let him harm you, or anyone else, for that matter. His father is no different. They’re harming and probably killing people, as we speak in the name of science. Science that fuels war. You’re safe here and we’ll keep it that way. We also won’t let this continue.” Rob was frustrated. This problem hit him more deeply than he’d expected. But her reaction scared him. She needed help and protection. Yet she was pulling away from it. He couldn’t understand why. “Rob, you’ve absolutely terrified her. She’s had a hard enough time as it is. Please stop. Just stop. Hasn’t she been through enoug