Page 42 of Fastlander Fealty

“Now ask if he’s my master.”

“Fuuuck this,” Corey growled, turning and walking up the road.

Good. Now she would leave her alone.

“Hallie!” Corey called out, her voice echoing through the woods that lined the driveway. “Call Lucia. Tell her to get her ass here now.”

Wait, what? Who was Lucia.

“I’m already here,” a woman said from the woods.

With a yelp, Silver startled hard and clutched her suitcase closer to her. The woman was beautiful, with raven-black hair and eyes the same shade of bright green as Corey’s. She was leaning against a tree like she’d been here forever.

“Of course you’re here,” Corey gritted out. “This,” she said, jamming a finger at Silver. “Is a problem!”

“No shit. That’s why I had Owen handling it. He knew what she was from the second she came into Moosey’s. You fuckin’ Fastlanders can’t let things play out. We had a plan!”

“Owen wasn’t handling it well. He has known her for a day and already kissed her. In the river, in front of everyone.”

Lucia’s eyes narrowed, and then slid to Silver. “He was messing with you.”

“Great.” Silver huffed a laugh because of course he was messing with her. “You know what? Deserved. I deserved it. You two have a great life.”

She adjusted her suitcase and began rolling it down the long driveway again. Truth be told, this was all very emotional and she still wasn’t feeling completely recovered from what had happened earlier, and she hadn’t eaten much since the sandwich Owen had brought her this morning. And now salt in the open wound, he had some plan with this women to what? Seduce her? Grand. She couldn’t even be mad. She’d planned on seducing a Fastlander.

Down to her bones, Silver was exhausted of being herself.

“I’m going to order a rideshare,” she said aloud, holding up her phone, so that perhaps Corey would let go of whatever notion she had that she needed to see Silver to the safety of her car.

Corey squinted at the screen of her phone. “Owen texted you.”

With a frown of disbelief, Silver looked at the glowing phone screen. Sure enough, he had.

I did mean it.

Her heart hammered hard in her chest cavity. He was talking about the kiss.

“What does it mean?” Corey asked as Silver stared dumbly at the message.

“I was surprised when he kissed me in the river. And angry, I don’t know why. I told him not to do it again until he meant it.” She shrugged and murmured. “He kissed me in the bedroom.”

“And he meant it,” Corey murmured. “That’s what he’s saying?”

Silver inhaled deep and shoved her phone into her back pocket. “Everything got pretty messed up,” she said, forcing an empty smile. “It was interesting meeting you. And also weird and draining.” She began walking again. “The Pride will come for you. Keep your heads on a swivel, ladies. Rook won’t stop.”

“What about you?” Corey called.

“What about me?” she asked without turning around.

“Will you come for us?”

“Fuck no. You have werevampires and bears and whatever Wreck is. I like survival.”

“We have Owen, too,” Corey called, but Silver saw what that was. She was baiting her.

She didn’t answer. Yes, most importantly—secretly, most importantly—they had Owen.

No, she would never be a part of any war with the Fastlanders.

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