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Talkeetna don’t like that I’m here, and frankly Victor I don’t give a damn.”
    She really wasn’t trying to be funny with her Scarlet impression, but just the same, she couldn’t help but pop a smile. Her nemesis’ eyes widened at her comment. At first she thought he was going to laugh, but noticed that he was in fact angry with her.
    â€œYou will not speak to me that way again, are we clear?” He roared. What in the world? Nerina’s back shot up straight, and her throat burned with the need to lash out at him and his high-handedness. He was lucky they weren’t back home in New York, because no one spoke to Roman di Bagonerigo Civiti’s daughter that way and lived to tell the tale. But that wasn’t who she was anymore. She was Nerina Simpson, everyday harmless woman with two dogs who lived up on the hill in peace.
    â€œYou’re not my daddy and you sure as hell aren’t my man. You need to take that shit you’re talking elsewhere.” Nerina turned back to putting her things in the car, stepped in, closed and locked the door, and left Victor to stare after her in the dark.
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    Victor watched as she rolled off into the night. He couldn’t believe the way she’d talked to him and then taken off, mid-conversation without so much as a fuck you or a goodbye. She’s not Pack. Yeah, well she might not be Pack, but she was going to show him some damn respect. He wanted to tame her to his will. Break her so that all she saw was what he wanted her to see. His hands itched to bind her and make her beg for his approval. Along with the need to control her, there was something in the back of his head that warned him she was dangerous. Not just to him, but to his people. The air still reeked of her agitation and Victor took a deep breath pulling it into himself. He was glad he was getting under her skin. He didn’t want her feeling comfortable. He wanted her off balance. There was no reason to have her comfortable with their situation, especially because he was just as jarred.
    Victor shifted into his wolf and made his way back into town. When he found his father, he approached him and made sure there was no mistaking his intentions.
    â€œI’m going to Anchorage. There is something not right about her. The car isn’t even hers.”
    â€œDon’t get your fur in a tuff boy. I may be old, but I can still whip your ass. You might as well go. Demon has been pacing the store since she left. He’s worried about her and take your brother Colin with you.”
    Making his way over to the sheriff’s station, he found his brother lounging in his chair watching re-runs of The Walking Dead.
    â€œGoing into Anchorage, Dad wants you to come with.”
    That got his brother’s attention. Colin made frequent trips into the city. He enjoyed hanging out at Eden’s Den, a club that allowed humans in the front door, but on certain nights it was restricted to shifters only. His youngest brother Theo walked in with a big smile on his face. He knew what Colin was after.
    â€œHave fun, I’ll see you two idiots in a couple of days.”
    â€œWho told you we’re leaving?”
    â€œNo one. The entire town can tell when Colin gets excited about going to the Den. It’s like his pheromones go into hyper drive. It fumigates the entire town.”
    That was true. Their sex drive was already on overload, but Colin’s was triple that of a regular wolf. As second son, he would most likely become a breeder. If not, his mate was in for a wild ride.
    â€œWe leave in fifteen minutes, if you’re not ready I’m leaving without you.”
    Sooner rather than later he was going to get to the bottom of Nerina Simpson, and he was going to do it from the top.
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    The night air was chilly when Nerina stepped out of the comfort of her Escalade. She had the