“We turn into wolves, and this is unbelievable?” I blink a few times in disbelief.
He stares at me. “Yes. The wolf is part of who we are. I prefer to see, touch, hear, and feel the things I’m basing my life on. There’s a reason we moved away from all the symbolism?—”
“This is why we’re dying.” I hadn’t meant to respond, but the words resonate strongly. “We’ve become untethered from our origins.”
“Says the woman who ran as far as fast as she could from the pack.” Bo arches an eyebrow. “You’ve never been one of us.”
“Hey!” Cadoc barks resonates like a sonic boom.
I invade Bo’s personal space. “And I’m grateful for that because you make a mockery of what pack means. When someone doesn’t adhere to what we think is the norm, they’re discarded. The people with power distort truths and push narratives that benefit them most while claiming they’re all about the greater good.”
“I never said it was a bad thing to be different. Or do you have a problem with wealth, Princess?” Bo turns meeting my gaze. “We work our asses off to earn money for everyone else. Why shouldn’t we enjoy the fruits of our labor.”
There’s no real conviction as he recites the words, I’m sure he’s been fed his entire life. The emptiness in his gaze tells me he doesn’t buy it.
“Are you so spoiled you’re blinded to everyone else’s struggle?” I push, wanting to see the real man he hides.
“Maybe I don’t care. You bleeding heart types are so busy worrying about others, that you neglect yourselves and then cry foul when you wind up stuck in a rut.”
“Fuck you?—”
“Oh, you will, Princess. You’ll beg me for it.”
I laugh. “In your dreams.”
“Yes. I like to think of you on your knees pleading and helpless.”
“Sick fuck,” I enunciate the words.
He flinches slightly before recovering.
“Yes, and you belong to me so you should get used to it.” Bo reaches for me. I shift, pressing back into the seat, avoiding him.
“Keep complimenting me and I might get turned on.” He reaches back toward me again.
Whipping my head to the side I shift his hand and bite his fingers. A pleased rumbling resounds through the car.
“So eager to claim me as yours,” Bo croons.
Furious, I release him and he grins.
“As much as you protest, I can smell that cunt dripping for me.”’
“I’m glad making my body respond pleases you because it’s all you’ll have from me.”
He growls.
This wolf has sharp nails she’s never been afraid to use.
“We’ll see.” He settles himself in the passenger seat.
I bury my face into Kirk’s neck, inhaling his cinnamon, clove, and bitter orange scent, which calms my racing heart.
“What did your contact say?” Cadoc asks.
“Things are strange among the ranks. People are divided. Whispered conversations are going on behind Alpha’s back, and he’s behaving strangely.” Kirk’s deep voice sends shivers down my spine.
“In what way?” Fell places a hand on my back. I allow it, and he rubs my back in a slow circle. I like being surrounded by the touch of my mates, but I haven’t forgotten secrets exist between us.