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him it is.”
    Lisbeth stood up. “You're not being fair to him, you don't know him or the others well enough to know any of that.”
    “I know what I smell. Those three are tight wrapped up in each other. Where do you fit into that?”
    “We don't know yet, that's the point of dating. We're just trying things out.” Lisbeth waved her arms around and paced the room. “God, just give it a rest, I know how to look out for myself.”
    “Yeah, you do, but you're a romantic at heart and maybe you are too busy being swept off your feet to see this pack of rogues for what they really are.” Sula slammed backwards onto the bed, frustrated with Lisbeth's short–sightedness.
    “You're so determined to hate them that you can't see a good thing when it lands on our couch.” Lisbeth rolled her shoulders and walked out.
    Snarling, Sula paced her room for a few minutes but was too wound up to stay inside. Dark was not falling until well past eight, and she had time to kill before Lisbeth and the queer pack would be out changing and hunting and fucking in the woods—when Sula would have the house to herself, again, for a little while. She walked out and found all four of them huddled up on the over sized couch like a litter of puppies, sprawled over each other as they watched the movie. Lisbeth was sandwiched closely to Tony, but her legs were across Cal's lap. He was leaning back against Daniel, and Tony had an arm stretched out, stroking Daniel's neck with his long fingers. They all looked over at her as one. Daniel frowned but Tony motioned at her with his other hand, unwinding it from Lisbeth's waist.
    “There's room next to Daniel.” He smiled just a little, trying to look inviting, and the whole scene did in fact look very inviting. They were all comfortable and they smelled happy and aroused, their scents mingling together like any pack's should. It was a glaring reminder of what Sula would never have, what she could not be allowed, and she growled at all of them.
    “Go to hell.” She walked out the back door and went into the shed to beat up on the punching bag she kept out there. She warmed up with the jump rope but not for long, preferring to just hit something. She stayed at it until far past dusk, into the night, long after she heard the back door open and close, everyone shuffling into the woods to change and run. Her back was sore and her knuckles hurt, and Bracelet felt like it was throbbing on her arm. She stared at her wrist, the familiar welts and scars comforting her. The pain reminded her of the dangers she faced, the danger she posed to everyone around her, especially someone like Lisbeth who did not need her protection in this matter and certainly had no use for a bear in her wolf pack.
    It was not very late at night when she heard the door open and people walk in. Two people, from the sounds of them traipsing through the kitchen. Sula imagined that Tony had sent Cal and Daniel in so he could play with Lisbeth by himself. She ground her teeth as silence settled over the house again. She gave up trying to distract herself and lay down. Thirty minutes later, she sighed at the futility of it and decided to go get one of the sleeping pills Lisbeth kept in the kitchen—far away from the bedrooms so they would not be too tempting. Sula opened her door, and the smell of sex floated to her nostrils. Bracelet flared and she shook her arm. Obviously the boys were downstairs enjoying themselves, but there was no way she could get to the kitchen without walking right by them. Listening, she heard the murmurs and shifting sounds of quiet sex downstairs, and rolled her eyes. It was her house, so damn them, she was getting a pill to sleep with. She walked down the stairs, stopping near the bottom to look into the living room.
    Daniel was on his knees, facing the couch, his hands on Cal's hips, shoving his cock deep into the other man. Cal was on his knees as well, face mashed into the couch pillows, his arms up and