“Hey, it’s fine,” Naomi said, patting Dakota’s shoulder. “We’ll find a place to stay. We’ll take turns watching the kids. It’ll work out.”
“Thank you,” Dakota sniffled. She glanced at Naomi. “You know, not that I care what Miles thinks about me or anything, but I would have been a lot more depressed if you weren’t here.”
“Really?” Naomi lit up. “Thank you. Usually nobody cares if I’m around because I’m kind of annoying.”
They’d only walked a short distance before Dakota felt that warm, tingling feeling that signaled that Miles was near. Then she scented him. Sure enough, Miles came jogging towards them. He was wearing jeans and a black T-shirt and construction worker boots, and he looked as handsome as sin.
“Where are you going? You just got here,” he said.
Dakota pointed at Destiny, who was running towards Miles at full speed. She moved surprisingly fast considering she was tottering on high heels.
“She said you’d changed your—”
The blonde quickly interrupted. “Miles, baby, no need to bother with them. I’m getting rid of them for you. They were just leaving.” She flashed Dakota a threatening glower and let her fangs descend, then quickly retracted them and smirked up at Miles.
Baby?Dakota swallowed the irrational fury that swelled inside her.
Miles shrugged Destiny off and glared at her. “You dared to speak to them on my behalf?”
Destiny stifled a whimper as waves of fury rolled off him, and Dakota flinched, catching the hot, raw edge of his rage. “No, I mean, I knew you didn’t want them here and I was just trying to help…”
“I didn’t want them here? Says who?” he snarled.
She tried to stroke his arm, and he batted her hand away. “Let’s just forget about them and go back to your cabin and I can show you a new trick I learned.” She ran her tongue around her lips.
“Easy,” Naomi said to Dakota, and Dakota realized she’d just snarled.
“Hey, when she said easy, she was talking about you,” Sarah yelled to Destiny.
“Sarah!” Dakota gasped.
“What?” Sarah raised an eyebrow.
“Umm…solid burn. Eight out of ten.”
Miles looked at Destiny with disgust. “I already told you no. I saw you less than twenty-four hours ago sticking your tongue down Mickey’s throat.”
“But what I want is arealman. An Alpha Prime.” She petted his arm and simpered up at him. “I’d doanythingfor a man like that.”
Dakota felt a short, sharp flash of disgust zapping from Miles, and then Destiny made a gagging, retching sound and vomited on the ground.
“That’s how I feel when you touch me,” Miles said coldly.
Anderson and Baldwin came trotting up towards them, and both of them winced at Miles’s wave of anger.
“Give her a ride back to town,” Miles said to Baldwin, who grimaced but nodded gamely. “And she’s banned from pack property.” As Destiny stormed off with Baldwin, Miles turned his attention back to Dakota.
“I knew you’d change your mind. Just didn’t think it would take you so long.”
“I did not change my mind!” Dakota glared at him. “We’re here because we were attacked last night.”
He still looked smug. “Of course you were. Whatever you say.” Then he saw the look on her face. “Wait. You’re serious?”
Dakota shook her head in amazement. “Of course I’m serious. You actually thought I made that up as an excuse to come bask in your macho glory?”
He shrugged. “Why not? I mean, not that you need an excuse. The invitation’s there. Anyway, tell me what happened.”
As she told him, she could see his expression growing angrier and angrier.
