Karma Was A Bitch

"Rip," laughed the Alpha as he continued to walk toward my man, utterly oblivious to the snake on his back. "I have to say, I'm impressed; I thought it would take you longer to figure out where she was. Then again, you never did let her out of your sight for long."

"Why the hell would I?" asked Rip with a shrug of his shoulders. "She is mine."

"Ah, but are you hers? I saw that she had quite a few men sniffing around her. I should have put her to work in the VIP cabins, after all. Clearly, she can handle it and healing," continued the Alpha, trying to press Rip's buttons.

Hopefully, this time, it wouldn't work nearly as well as it had before.

"I'll admit that learning to share had a steep learning curve, but it does help in these situations," replied Rip as he looked up at the ceiling.