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Lorenzo yawns. “Where can one find a decent five-star inn around here?”
    “Your ex is a charmer,” I tell Brick once Lorenzo leaves.
    Brick frowns. “Bobby, there’s no turning back from this. Are you sure?”
    “What? You’re going to protect me from this? Backing down is a show of weakness.”
    “I’ve severely underestimated you, Bobby,” someone says, placing a hand on my shoulder. Trig, one of Brick’s enforcers.
    “I knew he wouldn’t falter. Brick, we need to discuss this letter,” Rover points to the note.
    “I’ll meet you later. Trig, can you keep an eye on Bobby?” Brick asks, ignoring my scowl.
    “I don’t need a babysitter!”
    Brick pulls me to him for a kiss. I don’t know if it’s to shut me up, or prove some kind of point, but it’s effective. The demanding press of his lips, his arm around my waist, and his hard body pressing up against mine is enough for me to forget why I’m mad at him in the first place.
    “Be good, I need you alive.” With that, Brick leaves.
    Blue and Jolly come up to us. Blue slaps me on the back. Jolly grins at me.
    “The way you told off that guy was awesome,” Blue says.
    “Kind of reckless though,” Jolly mutters. “Bobby, you’ve never been in a fight your entire life.”
    “I did. Remember back in high school?”
    Jolly gives me an exasperated look. “Punching a bully is one thing. Going up against another wolf in a closed pack circle is another.”
    My stomach dropped at the reminder. I haven’t been inside that circle, but I’ve been a spectator watching on the sidelines. The powerful members in our rank fight for dominance all the time. It’s our way to establish hierarchy.
    I look to Jolly and Blue, neither of them fighters. Then to Trig, who expels a breath, probably sensing my intent. The big-scarred wolf is one of Brick’s best fighters. I’ve seen him in the circle, run through his enemies like an unstoppable force of nature, but I also know there’s a softer secret side to him. Blue tells me Trig likes knitting, but I’m not sure if Blue is just pulling my leg like always.
    “Please, Trig? I need some pointers. You’ve won all your fights.”
    “I don’t know about this, Bobby. You can’t teach someone to be good in three days,” Trig says dubiously. I have a feeling Trig knows Brick pushed him towards my direction exactly for this reason.
    “I just need to learn the basics.”
    Blue nudges Trig sharply in the ribs. They’re childhood friends together with another pack mate, Paul, and everyone knows Trig has a soft spot for Blue and Paul.
    Trig grunts, and then gives me a contemplative look. “Learning the basics isn’t good enough. We have to make sure you survive the fight, or else Brick’s going to have my head.”
    “No one wants that pompous airhead to be Brick’s mate either,” Blue says with a shudder.
    “With Trig teaching you, you have a chance,” Jolly agrees.
    Trig blinks in surprise as I pull him into a tight hug. “Thank you! I promise you won’t regret this, and I’ll even go to a knitting class with you if you want.”
    It’s something to see the big guy change color at the knowledge I know about his secret hobby. He throws Blue a searing look, but sighs. “You’re something else, Bobby Roy. It’s a deal. I teach you to fight and you owe me a class.”
    I shook his offered hand. “I intend to win.”
    “Wanting to win and seeing the goal is the first step,” Trig says with approval.

Chapter Five
    O n the TV screen, the wolves locked gazes and began circling. They take silent measure of each other, before going for each other’s throats. Before anyone can breathe, the fight’s over in a matter of seconds. I wanted the smaller gray beast to win. To see him slink away, only to leap at the faster bastard and catch him by surprise, but no such luck. In nature, only the winners deserve to live.
    Jolly and I shudder and share a look.
    “I’m so dead,” I declare, hugging my knees to my