Capítulo 3: Chapter 3

Or maybe it was just that she had the most luscious ass he’d ever seen. It was probably all three. Of course, it could also be that in addition to being truly delectable and exceptionally capable, Roni Axton was downright lethal. He’d seen her fight when a large number of prejudiced humans had invaded his territory; she’d been sharp, fast, and merciless.

And it had been damn hot. His wolf liked Roni too—particularly her vicious streak. Just like Marcus, he craved this dominant female to the extent that she was quickly becoming an obsession. Her indifferent, elusive air was a challenge that drew both man and wolf.

Ordinarily, Marcus would avoid pursuing a female so hard for fear that it would give them the impression he wanted more than casual sex. But he had no worry that Roni would become attached. She didn’t seem any better at emotional intimacy than he was.

She wouldn’t be clingy or needy or play the kind of games he’d tired of long ago. Considering he didn’t have the best reputation, he’d expected her Alpha female to warn him away from Roni. Shaya had seen the way he looked at her mate’s sister, knew exactly how much he wanted her.

Although Shaya was a close friend of his, she was also very protective of Roni. But surprisingly enough, Shaya appeared to be trying to set them up. And Taryn appeared to be helping. It was a good thing, really, since he doubted any warnings would have kept him away—particularly since an element of possessiveness had been there from the very beginning.

The new feeling had come as a surprise, had even spooked Marcus slightly. But really, could he expect to be this determined to have someone and not be possessive on some level? Once the sexual tension was alleviated, he figured the possessiveness would surely fade. Ignoring Roni’s cautioning look, he placed his hand on her lower back and guided her forward.

“Sweetheart, you heard Grace; there’s a chance you could have a concussion. There’s nothing wrong with taking it easy and accepting a little help.” She sniffed haughtily at him. Not that he’d expect anything different from a dominant female shifter.

Their independent streak was a mile long. Still, he forced a put-upon sigh just to needle her. She dumped her lollipop stick in the trash can. “Did you know that a sigh actually acts as a physiological reset button?” Marcus had noticed that Roni did that a lot—abruptly blurted out a completely useless fact. At first, he’d thought she did it in an awkward effort to be friendly and make conversation.

But he’d quickly come to realize that she did it to make people go away. It worked. They immediately pegged her as someone weird and boring, or they would feel as uncomfortable as she did. Marcus wasn’t going to fall for that. Besides, all that intelligence was kind of hot, especially when she slapped him down with it.

“Really?” He fingered the ends of her long ash-blonde hair, admiring the natural, loose curls. “Your brain is like a sponge. I like that.” Roni cast him an odd look. Why was he looking at her like she was . . . interesting? Roni wasn’t interesting. And now he was smiling at her again.

Her wolf wanted to lick every inch of him, which was just downright annoying and pathetic. Okay, Roni could agree with the animal that this male who had fought at her side was strong, solid, and deliciously dominant. But allow Marcus to sense that? Not a chance.

She straightened her spine and gave him a dismissive wave of the hand. “Why don’t you go play with Betty Boop?” “Betty Boop?” he chuckled. “If you’re talking about Zara—” Oh, yeah, she was talking about Zara. Curvaceous, elegant“No, I don’t,” replied Roni calmly. Her cool demeanor seemed to further anger him.

“Shaya’s your Alpha female, she’s pregnant with your niece or nephew, and you put them in danger!”

“That’s not fair, Nick,” reprimanded Shaya. “She had no way of knowing what would happen. I asked her to get me out of there; I needed to breathe. You’re so overprotective, it’s suffocating!”

Roni knew exactly how that felt, as she dealt with it daily from her mother and Nick. She loved and respected her brother, trusted him more than anyone. But his level of overprotectiveness made her feel hurt, offended, and stifled. There was nothing more insulting or disrespectful to a dominant female than treating her like she couldn’t take care of herself.

“I’m just trying to keep you and our baby safe. And you would have been safe if Roni hadn’t disobeyed me!”

“And what makes your word have more weight than Shaya’s?” Roni felt compelled to ask.

“Excuse me?” Nick’s voice was quiet, menacing. Derren winced.

“You can’t call her Alpha female and then undermine her by dishing out orders to everyone that effectively give her no say in her own life.”

“That isn’t what I’m doing!”

“It is.” Shaya’s voice was gentle but firm. “I was ready to explode; that’s not good for either me or the baby.”

“It’s better than you being in a car accident!”

Roni barely refrained from growling in irritation. “You’re not listening to a word either me or Shaya is saying.” Nick advanced on her, teeth bared.

Marcus blocked the Alpha’s path. “Don’t touch her.”

Nick drew back, glowering. “What does this have to do with you? With any of you?”

“Roni protected my son,” said Trey. “She now has the loyalty of everyone in this pack. They’ll protect her from anything, including you.”

“I’d never hurt her! She’s my sister!”

Roni sighed. Shifter male posturing was boring as shit. “I can speak for myself.”

Mouth curved into a small smile, Marcus very briefly glanced at Roni over his shoulder. “Yes you can, sweetheart, but your brother’s not interested in listening to you right now. Blaming Roni isn’t fair, Axton, and you know it.”

Nick’s eyes flared with anger. “If she hadn’t—”

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