But tomorrow will be such a brand new day”

He was singing really to calmhimselfdown. Zarrie gripped his nostril and tried to pull his nose off his body. Her hands smelled like baby spit, and underneath that, her sweet baby scent that he couldn’t get enough of.

“You’re my most precious baby girl,” Pinks whispered. “I’m not going to let anyone hurt you.”

She smiled at him. Then her face scrunched up and she began to make hungry sounds.

“Oh, crap.” Pinks bit his lip. He liked feeding her a variety of solid food, now that she had the teeth for it. But with Galent moving in, this was going to be his last chance to duck out of his bedroom without anyone seeing, to feed her all the food he’d prepared. “C’mon, maybe we can get you something real quick.”

The moment he opened the door, he froze.

Because Galent was leaning against the wall facing Pinks’ door, his arms folded over his chest.

3

GALENT HAS SOME SURPRISES

Pinks froze.Did I say anything he shouldn’t have heard?

He couldn’t remember. Why hadn’t he heard Galent sneaking up? He was the most terrible wolf in his pack’s history.

Not that his pack would care anymore.

He tucked Zarrie against his side, turning his body to shield her. “What do you want?”

Galent flicked his gaze to Zarrie. “She’s what I’m looking for.”

“No.”

The giant pushed away from the wall, unfolding his arms. He looked bigger like this, broad and muscular, and he prowled through Pinks’ doorway straight into his bedroom.

“You’re not allowed inside,” Pinks yelped.

Galent’s mouth pulled into an aggravating smirk. “Oh? Inside where?”

The giant wriggled his thick fingers, and Pinks had the sudden thought of them wrigglinginside him.

He grew hot between his legs.

“You’re not allowed insideanywhere,” Pinks growled, his face burning.

Galent didn’t attempt to leave. Instead, his gaze flickered around the bedroom, from the bare walls to the single window, to the wall beside Pinks’ bed, which he’d decorated with colorful pictures salvaged from magazines and food packaging. “Where’s home?”

In Colorado, before he was kidnapped and transported to Utah. Griff and Quinlan had found him and brought him with them to southern California. Here. Where he was safe, but he wasn’thome.

“None of your business,” he told Galent.

The giant hummed, continuing his inspection of Pinks’ open closet, the clean clothes tumbling out of it, and the pile of baby clothes on the desk. “I can get you home.”

Pinks froze. Home was... He hadn’t even thought going home was an option. “How? What if you turn into a statue in the car and crash?”

Galent smirked, turning to face Pinks fully. His gaze dropped to Zarrie. “Lift my curse, and I’ll get you home.”

“I’m not sacrificing her for it!”

The giant rolled his eyes. “I didn’t ask you to. But it might be helpful if I could borrow her.”

Pinks clutched Zarrie to himself and shook his head. “You won’t lay a finger on her.”