Chapter Forty–Four

DRAVEN

“What’s wrong?” Quinn asks when I march toward the bar and pour myself a tall glass of whiskey.

What’s wrong? What’s WRONG???

Domonic is what’s wrong. I practically threw myself at him upstairs and he treated me like some bothersome child. I mean sure, yeah, he said all the right things. But where I come from actions speak louder than words. And his actions say he doesn’t want me touching him.

“Nothing,” I snap, taking a long gulp of the burning amber liquid in the glass. Coming up coughing, I nearly retch all over the plush white rug beneath my feet.

“Obviously,” Quinn laughs. Shaking his head, he pulls the tumbler out of my hands. “This isn’t going to fix it, you know.”

I scoff, “There’s only one thing that will fix it – and he’s not putting out

Koda giggles from the kitchen doorway and I can’t help but smile. Quinn lets loose with a high pitch whistle and shakes his head at me, tumbling back on the sofa. He’s already showered and dressed in dry clothes. So what the hell is taking Domonic so long?

Gazing longingly at the stairs, I say, “He’s been in there for forty–five unholy minutes – doing God knows what – all alone in the shower. Meanwhile, I’m down here in my chastity pants, with the

of his puppies. I groan, dropping down on the couch angrily.

“Hey!” Quinn snaps. “I’m all wolf lady. There’s not a damn thing ‘puppy‘ about me.” He grins, sending a wink my way. “As you should already know. You’ve seen me naked,” he reminds me, referring to his graceful fall in the bathroom.

I laugh, feeling the burn of the whiskey tickle my cheeks. My head swims and I lick my lips. “Oh yeah. That’s right.” I smirk. “I have a question for you though.” He nods, swallowing down the rest of my whiskey. I can’t believe I’m about to ask this. When in doubt – blame it

on the liquor. “Which one is bigger? The wolf’s the man’s?”

“No way,” Koda hisses, crumbling into fits of laughter.

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Whiskey showers me in the face as Quinn sputters in shock. “No. No you did not.”

I cock my eyebrows. “I did. I diiiiiddd. And… I seriously want to know.”

Koda is gasping for air and Quinn’s face is stoplight red. “Oh hell no,” Quinn snickers. “I can’t answer that.” Then, as if he can’t help but chime in with the hysterics, he says, “You’ll just have to see for yourself on the night of the full moon.”

Koda howls, chuckling so hard he’s gripping the counter top to keep from falling down.

“You know he’s gonna kill you, right?” Koda gasps.

Quinn nods, “Yup.” His body is shaking with laughte

fucken dead.”

of us begin cracking up. Then between gasps of air, Quinn adds,

For some reason,

I drop to the floor hooting with cackles of joy. “My stomach,” I complain, still laughing. “It hurts!

“What the

Quinn’s leg to get his attention, I whisper,

hiccups, still giggling. “Oh no, no,

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my smile. Lowering my head

cleansed?”

are you

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companions, but I notice Koda has placed his back to us and Quinn’s head has fallen into his lap. My cheeks are burning from trying to

back again. He

as I

liquid heat, straight into monic isn’t wearing a shirt. The laughter in me dies immediately and in its

panties. Holy moly he is hot. As my eyes travel downward, toward the front of

I should stop teasing him

wonder how far he would go to stop me if I didn’t let him. If I touched him the way I did this morning.

hisses, stepping away from me and into the kitchen to retrieve

before I

see true fear in Quinn’s gaze as he shakes his head

my eyes. Why doesn’t he want me? Because I want him so

it, his eyes meet mine and then without another word he heads

Weird.

standing up to meet

hand. Taking slow bites of his food. Every slice into his chicken is

a voice laced with cruel demand – puts my natural born bitch on high alert. Readying her and preparing her for battle. “Excuse me?”

in a slow perusal that is anything but friendly.

I hiss.

his lips going tight. “That’s all right, I’m

know what the fuck was so goddamn funny when I first entered this room and you’re the one

sighs, his eyes

and crossing my legs. “Since you want to know so damn

Quinn breathes out.

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then, you tell me,” Domonic says softly, his eyes glowing with barely contained fury. “Tell me all about the night of

bite back a grin. This stupid bastard heard us. He

By myself,” I grind out between clenched teeth. “Do not even think

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