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“Who’s bringing your sister?” he persists.

Lincoln allows his distaste for Abe to show on his face. “Her boyfriend.”

My own surprise takes a backseat to my interest in Abe’s response.

Pure rage. His neck gets red, and his fingers close into fists. “Oh yeah? Who is that?”

“None of your business, Abe.” I slam my locker shut and grab Lincoln’s arm to walk away with me.

“Watch it, Ru…Rayne,” I hear him mutter behind me. Why he corrected himself with my name, I can’t fathom.

All I know is I probably just jumped headfirst into a pile of quicksand. I don’t know how I’m ever going to manage to go to Homecoming with Lincoln without Wilde burning the school down to prevent it.

But I guess that should show me how wrong my relationship with Wilde is. Why would I be wasting thought on someone who not only can’t show his interest in me butwouldn’t? Not unless I manifest a she-wolf and prove to the town I’m not defective after all.

Well, fuck him.

I go hang out with Lincoln for an hour then head to the parking lot to wait in Wilde’s Jeep.

Maybe the guys didn’t tell Wilde about Lincoln and our non-date for the dance. I mean, why would they? Abe was only asking because he has some problem with Lauren, from what I can tell.

But when I see Wilde stalking toward the Jeep, I know that he knows.

His eyes flash green as he climbs behind the wheel. He says nothing to me.

Absolutely nothing. Which isn’t like him. He’s stewing. A bad sign.

Then, he doesn’t drive home. He drives up into the mountains, past the mesa where kids hang out and drink on weekends.

“Where are we going?” I finally dare to ask.

He doesn’t answer.

Finally, he pulls up in front of a cabin. I know this place. Well, I’ve heard of it. It’s Abe and Austin’s cabin. Or their dad’s. A place they use during full moon runs. Or to sneak off and have sex.

My heart starts hammering. “What are we doing?”

Wilde jumps out of the Jeep and stalks toward the cabin. I follow. He reaches for the key up above the door frame and unlocks the door.

“Wilde?”

He turns to look at me with wolf eyes and tips his head in the direction of the door he’s holding open for me. “We’re going inside. I’m going to smack your ass pink while you explain to me why Lincoln thinks he’s taking you to Homecoming.”

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Wilde

I’m gonna kill that kid. I am seriously going to rip out the human’s throat for asking Rayne to the dance.

I just keep praying there’s some kind of explanation here. Something I can’t see through the green haze of my wolf’s jealous frenzy.

Why in the fuck would Rayne agree to go with him?

I don’t wait for her to walk in. I wrap one arm around her waist and carry her inside, straight to the side of the couch where I place her, belly down, ass out. I’m spanking her before I can even think.

“Ow! Wilde!” She reaches a hand back to cover her ass. I twist it behind her back and continue the spanking.

I’m not sure there’s much thought traveling from my brain to my hand. All I know is that it satisfies me to feel the impact. To be alone with her here. To have her pinned down, completely under my control. My dick strains at the zipper of my jeans.

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