Chapter 4

Chapter 4 Aden

"Colsen's a mad dog," I say. "We've got to put him down. I'll provide the muscle; all I ask is that you let us take care of it ourselves-between wolves. Don't interfere. As for the spoils...we split fifty-fifty."

Dutton narrows his eyes, then says, "I want eighty-twenty. For my agreement to let you handle it." My jaw is clenched so tightly, I'm worried I might crack my teeth. We wolves can heal from a lot, but we can't regrow teeth.

I don't let my frustration show, though. Hell, I don't care if Dutton takes it all, honestly. Dutton has power, but he's notoriously low on cash-a problem I don't have.

But letting him know that? Giving him exactly what he wants with no pushback? Fuck no.

He might think he has me over a barrel, but he doesn't. And if I let him think he can walk right over me, he'll go around saying so to everyone who will listen to him.

"Sixty-forty," I say as I look at my nails.

Dutton shrugs, not agreeing yet, but not pushing the matter further.

"What about the other bosses?" he asks. "Are you anticipating pushback from Remington?"

I shake my head. "Remington's distracted. His guys are running the game, but he's got some new clue

about his lost kid." I wave a hand, dismissing it. "He's not going to get involved right now.'

Dutton nods, giving me a small smile, and I realize that he already knew this. Dutton might not have cash,

but he does trade in secrets. Likely, Remington got the clue about his kid from the warden to begin with. The question was a test.

I don't like being tested.

If we weren't on Dutton's home turf, this conversation would have played out much differently.

wouldn't be very

Do we have a

then goes back to flipping through

one

his ivory tower forever...he has to leave at some

how he comes and goes from

enough to drive through under the prison that

is.

is why no one has been able

gotten a little too

of Colsen,

these walls, and I will make sure

out of the office, one of the guards turns to

your psychological assessment before returning you

but say nothing. This is

on me because I didn't give in

guard shrugs. "Standard procedure, Kenwood. All prisoners gotta

I stay silent, following.

and just trying to collect

eyes at me and points at his watch, indicating that he'll have me out of

surprised to see a

not a girl. A young woman-twenty-three, at the

and playing with the long red ponytail that drifts over her shoulder.

dammit. My body tenses at the sight of her-those long legs, knocked at the knees with anxiety,

my wrists weren't bound in silver, my canines would be dropping right now, my wolf anxious for a taste of

can tell from

pure as the

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