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choking. “Are we talking about the same woman here?”
    “What the hell does that mean?” Heath knew, just out and out knew that Laney couldn’t be the woman for him. Yes, he wanted her, yes she had been one of the first things he thought about in the morning and the last thing at night but that didn’t mean she could handle the pressures and dangers of being the Alpha of this pack. She had been protected by her brothers for her entire life, she didn’t know real hardship and danger like he did. Even Clara hadn’t been as protected as Laney. Shifter women had to be tough if they wanted to be accepted in to a pack; no pack wanted weakness diluting its bloodline.
    “It means not only did she stand up to her brother, she basically told you where to shove it.”
    “So? She knows neither her brother nor I would ever hurt her. It was a risk without any real danger,” Heath said dismissively. Laney had known that Duke would be all bellow and no bite, and she had to have known that Heath wouldn’t lay a finger on her in anger. That didn’t mean he wasn’t fully intending on punishing her later—repeatedly—for her little tantrum. Oh yes, that would be fun, watching her beg for her release as he ate at her wet pussy, bringing her close but never pushing her into the orgasm she would be screaming for.
    As he pulled up outside the pack house, Clara turned to him before she opened the car door. “I love you, Heath. You’re my brother and my Alpha; I would die for you, but just so you know, you can be a blind idiot sometimes. Dumbass.” She sighed as she climbed out and walked into the house.
    “Yep, that’s me, lord of all I survey,” Heath muttered as he followed her into the house.
    In the wild, wolves are pack animals; they live, eat, and sleep together. Heath’s pack might not be complete wolves, but they still held some of the mentality of those wild animals. The pack lived in one large old house. All members of the ten-strong pack had their own living areas with bedrooms and bathrooms, but they shared the kitchen, living room, and study. The only one who had his own house was Heath, a perk that came with being Alpha. Not that he used it much; he had always preferred to be with the others whenever he wasn’t working. Yet again another way in which he differed from the last Alpha.
    “Dude, where’d you go so quick?” Heath turned to the six-foot brick wall standing behind him.
    “Went to pick up Clara, Wall,” Heath told the other man.
    “No he didn’t!” Clara’s voice echoed from down the hallway.
    “Dude?” Wall asked, confused.
    Heath made a mental note to kill his sister later on.
    “Wall, who is Alpha?” Heath asked on a sigh.
    “You are, dude.”
    “So why would I feel the need to explain myself to you?” Heath put his hand on Wall’s shoulder.
    “Dude?” Wall repeated, clearly confused. Heath loved him like family but Harvey “The Wall” Wallbanger—yep, that was his actual name; his mother had thought naming him after a cocktail was “too darn cute”—wasn't the sharpest pin in the pack. Wall was loyal to a fault; he had supported Heath when he had taken over the pack when many had thought he was too young and untrained, but sometimes Heath still had to remind him of the protocols the pack demanded.
    “Wall, I went to pick up Clara. That’s all you need to know, okay?” Heath smiled down at the man.
    “Dude, why didn’t you say so?” Wall smiled as he strolled off towards the kitchen.
    “You were not picking me up!” Clara shouted again.
    “Shut up, brat!” Heath yelled as he stormed to his office. Clara was forgotten as he settled back into his high-backed leather chair. His thoughts were filled with Laney.
    He couldn’t wait until he had her naked again. He pulled his phone from his back pocket and tapped out a text message. As the Sent message appeared on his screen, Heath leaned back and smiled to himself. Oh this is going to be all kinds of fun .
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    Laney