Page 9 of Wild Wolf


Font Size:  

“Of course he is,” Elaine gasped. “He’s literally the most powerful shifter in the city, and you were snarky with him.”

I feigned nonchalance. I glanced in Bishop’s direction, where he stood at the bar, talking to someone.

“Someone had to put him in his place. It doesn’t seem like anyone else has.”

“Well, no one who’s alive to tell the tale,” Elaine gushed. “He is the alpha, Rory.”

I laughed and shook my head. “He’s just another guy. He may be powerful, but we’re all enchanted beings in here, right? There’s not all that much that sets us apart.”

Elaine only raised her eyebrows and sipped her beverage. I knew she didn’t agree. I could see Bishop was not only revered, but feared. The thing was, he’d pissed me off. Now that I thought back to it, I scolded myself for how I’d acted. He’d brought something out in me that had wanted to fight rather than conform. It was going to be interesting if he decided to get in my way while I looked for Turk.

Is he the reason you’re here?

Why had he asked me that?

He knew something. He was close with Turk’s dad, too, which meant Bishop was the guy to talk to about this.

It was just a pity he was the alpha of the city with serious delusions of grandeur, and he’d made me wet without even trying.

If I had a choice, I would avoid him.

I just didn’t have a choice if I wanted to do what I’d come here to do.

Shit.

3

BISHOP

“What’s got you so worked up, boss?” Remus asked when he came into my office later that night.

“I fucking hate it when you call me boss,” I said. I looked over my shoulder at him from my position, looking out over the empty bar through the large windows.

Remus grinned perfectly white teeth at me and dropped himself onto an armchair that faced my desk. He liked pissing me off. My beta wolf was a hell of a guy, but he could be so full of shit, too.

“What is she doing here?” I asked.

“Who?”

“Colter’s wolf.”

“Oh, the girl,” Remus said. “I don’t know. She’s working here, as far as I know. I heard them talk about work when I passed the booth.”

I shook my head. “That doesn’t make any sense. No one leaves a place like New York, with an alpha like Colter, to just work somewhere else.”

Maybe humans made the choice to up and leave. Minneapolis had a lot of opportunities, and it was a great city, but it didn’t work that way with shifters. We stayed put unless there was a damn good reason to leave, and work was never a damn good reason for a shifter. We took territory and control and power seriously.

“I want you to find what you can on her,” I said. “I want to know everything, from how close she was to Colter and why she left all the way down to what she eats and what brand of almond milk she drinks.”

Remus snorted. “Almond milk is for pussies.”

I glared at him. He was missing the point. I had to know why Rory Holden was in my territory, acting like she belonged here, getting right up in my face.

“Why does it bother you so much that she’s here?” Remus asked a beat later. “I mean, shifters come and go all the time, you know that.”

“Not shifters as powerful as her,” I pointed out. “And she’s Colter’s third. Nobody told me she was coming, and that’s enough reason to start a turf war.”

Rory’s presence had been larger than life in the bar earlier tonight—her power demanded to be acknowledged, and my wolf had done just that. I’d felt her long before I’d locked eyes with her, and when I’d walked over there to challenge her, she hadn’t backed down. It didn’t make sense for her to be here.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com