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    “Son, this is when you decide whether you want to become a good man, or a bad man,” I explained, pointing at Marcus with disgust. “You don’t answer to him anymore. The choice is yours. Drugs,” the boy flinched, “are bad news — they screw with your mind, and your body. Make you do all sorts of things you’ll regret, when you’re not high.”
    “I know…he…we just didn’t have a choice!”
    “Well, you do now. Go back to your pack, tell them that Marcus is dead. That they all have a choice. Fight for your pack, son. If you don’t…well, you’ll regret it. Now, get these bodies out of my house. You can bury them in the woods.”
    Nodding, Jason darted across the room, heaving his packmate and Alpha onto his shoulders, before returning to the doorway. Turning to leave, he looked back over his shoulder. “And who do I say killed him? When they ask?” Jason asked, the shaking gone, purpose squaring his spine.
    Shit. Here goes nothing.
    “Adam Colstone, Alpha of the Colstone Pack.” Hearing Claire’s gasp, I winced inwardly. Not the way I had planned to break it to her. Though…maybe this was like a band-aid?
    “Got it,” Jason said, nodding first to me, then Claire, his posture respectful.
    “And, son…if those drugs cross into my land…I will hunt those responsible down. Do you understand me?”
    Fear flashed across the young man’s face, before he turned and hightailed it back into the forest, carrying his load. He got it alright.
    “You’re the Alpha of the Colstone Pack? The biggest wolf pack around here? Now, just when were you going to mention that little fact?” she asked, her tone incredulous.
     
    ***
    Claire
    I recalled asking if his pack would take us in, whether his alpha would protect us…and all this time!
    “You asshole!” I cried, shoving him in the back.
    He turned, holding up his arms to ward off any further blows.
    “Claire, I—”
    I didn’t know if I wanted to hit him again, or jump him. Those delicious abs that I had been admiring earlier, sculpted a path down his stomach, jutting into a ‘v’ shape, that drew the eye directly to…the most perfect example of a man I had ever seen. His cock lay, thick and heavy on his thigh, twitching and growing before my eyes, until it jutted proudly, pointing straight at me. I don’t think I blinked for at least a couple of minutes as my gaze stayed locked, feasting…
    “You should have told me…” I mumbled, trying to remember why I was mad at him. Yes, right — Alpha. I dragged my eyes away…“We’re mates, and you kept this from me? When exactly were you going to tell me? When we got to your packhouse—”
    “I tried to tell you—”
    “Not hard enough! And, not early enough. It should have gone something like this… ‘Hi, Claire. Pleased to meet you. I’m Adam — and I’m a goddamn Alpha!’” My voice raised to a shriek, sounding slightly hysterical, even to my ears.
    “You don’t like Alphas—”
    “I like you!”
    “You still do?” Hope filled his face, as he took a cautious step toward me.
    “Of course I do. You’re not an asshole. Well, you are — a bit, ‘cause you didn’t tell me. But not that type of asshole…” I muttered, watching him stalk stealthily toward me, like I was his prey. But, I’m not prey — not anymore.
    No, we’re not , my wolf growled her agreement. But…we could be his prey…please , she whined, drooling inside my head.
    My hormones agreed.
    Meeting him halfway, I placed a hand on his chest, smoothing my fingers over the ridges of muscle. “I will not submit…” I stated, cocking my head in question. Would he agree? Would his alpha-ness let him?
    He grabbed my hand, pressing it against his heart. I could feel the rhythmic thump inside his chest, beating in time with mine.
    “But I will. Claire, you would always be my equal —both inside…and outside of the bedroom,” he said, grinning wolfishly, “I would be your slave, if you’d have me. I