Page 20 of Take Me
My teeth mashed together so hard I was certain they would shatter. I placed my hands on either side of his shoulders and shoved him away from me. I hadn’t expected it to work, he was so large but he stumbled backwards a few steps with a look of surprise on his face.
One of the men from the other pack barked out a laugh that boomed around me. “Oh, I like her. I like her a lot.”
Rafe growled and I swore his eyes glowed. “I promise you that you don’t.”
The redhead took a step forward and everything inside of me screamed to run, not to submit, but to run. I worked the inside of my cheek between my teeth as he prowled closer to me. Rafe kept his distance but I could feel his anger in the air. He didn’t want this man anywhere near me either. The big brute boxed me in against the house but didn’t press his nose to my neck. He ran his hand down the back of my hair.
A growl rumbled through my chest, much louder than ever before. “If you touch me again, you will lose a hand.”
“I’m Gamble, what’s your name?”
I exhaled hard. “Not interested.”
Gambles brown eyes flashed yellow before he narrowed them. He leaned in close as he whispered. “I like them wild, so I can break them.”
My foot itched to kick him in the nuts. No man would ever speak to me that way. Tracey’s hand on my wrist was the only thing that kept me docile. I didn’t know much about this Pack Law but for now, I had to abide by it. Even if I really wanted to hurt the stupid brute in front of me.
Copper filled my mouth as my teeth dug into my tongue. I grinned and knew that the bright red blood showed in my teeth. “Good luck breaking me, someone already tried that once and I think he’s regretting it still.”
Tracey snickered beside me and a growl rumbled across from me again. Without looking, I knew it was Rafe. Satisfaction rolled through me. Then Gamble took a step back and whistled low.
“I like her Rafe, how much to get her to change alliances?”
Rafe chuckled darkly and his eyes were glowing. “I doubt she would care how much money you have or offer her. She is… truly one of a kind.”
This time I felt my teeth elongate. “Don’t you forget it either, asshole.”
I didn’t specify who I was speaking to because it was to both of them. Were all Alphas douchebags? I would probably have to move very far away to find a man unlike these two.
I blinked at the way my thoughts had turned. Find a man? I didn’t want or need a man but I would need an understanding and good Alpha to lead me, right? Or were they all this way?
Some of the members of the Crimson Pack walked off with ones from the Bruiser Pack and then Tracey and I were left alone with the Alphas. Couldn’t they just find their mates already?
“Is that all of your wolves?” Rafe finally asked Gamble.
Gamble ran his hand down his fluffy beard. “No, I have one that was running behind. Though I doubt he even cares about the Mate Meet.”
Rafe nodded his head as he scowled. Something was bothering him. He was usually broody but there was a tense set to his shoulders. There was an awareness that he didn’t usually have. Having this pack here was making him nervous.
My ears picked up a sound a few miles away and I blinked in surprise. Tracey’s light eyes found mine as she shrugged. Maybe this was the late one that Gamble had been talking about. A Mustang rolled through the treeline at the end of the driveway. The entire vehicle was blacked out. I could practically feel myself salivating. I had thought Rafe had broken me from bad boys but as soon as the man stepped out of his car, my body broke out in chills.
Maybe I wasn’t broken at all. The man that stepped out of the car wore a leather jacket over a white shirt and black ripped jeans covered thick legs. I swallowed hard as Tracey gripped my hand again. Both of our breathing had shallowed out as we watched the hottie stride across the parking lot. Nothing else moved as he did. I swore I wasn’t even breathing when he stopped in front of Rafe and extended his hand. Tattoos covered every inch of his skin except his neck and his face. From here I could make out a few of the larger pieces. They were of wolves and the woods, but the smaller ones were harder to make out as he moved.
Tracey leaned in. “I don’t know about you but I would love to explore all of those…tattoos.”
I grinned and nodded. “I am right there with you.”
Tatts turned around and smiled at the both of us. The sunlight caught something in his eyebrow and Tracey gasped. “He’s a turned wolf.”
“What do you mean?” I leaned into her.
“His eyebrow piercing. It's next to impossible to get piercings if you’re born a wolf.”
“Hmm?” I raised my eyebrows.
“The skin heals too quickly.”
“Then how does Rafe have tattoos?” I frowned. I had only gotten a little glimpse of his arms.
