Filed to story: Luna Lovette and Alpha Kodak Story
“That’s nice. Maybe that means they’ll help you out with this emotional crisis that you’re going through.”
Greta narrowed her eyes. “That’s a terrible attitude you’ve got.”
“Yep, and I know how to use it.”
“You’re no better than her.” She nodded toward Lovette, who was laughing on the reclining end of the sectional sofa. Kodak placed a possessive, protective hand on her pregnant belly. Their bond was so strong and solid it was almost visible. It had Jaime feeling a little jealous.
The tiny, blonde Alpha female gave the old woman a smile that dripped with pity. “Greta, maybe you should take a Valium and have a nice nap. You’re only raising your blood pressure, and we don’t want that.”
Ignoring her, Greta curled her upper lip at Jaime. “Have you always been such an insufferable flirt?”
“‘Minx’ would be the word I’d use.”
She pointed hard at Jaime. “Just remember that I’m onto you. Your cards are marked. So I’d give up your little seduction plan if I were you, because it won’t get you far. As if any of my boys would go for a submissive tramp like you anyway-big boobs or not!” Jaime cocked her head and frowned. “You know…it sounded like English, but…”
“There’s that smart mouth again.”
“If you don’t want to listen to it, by all means, go back to Narnia. I’d imagine you’re missing your wand and crown anyway.”
Greta glanced around the room. “Have you all heard the way she speaks to me?!” Many of them looked like they were holding back a laugh at the look of outrage on Greta’s face. Lovette, unsurprisingly, didn’t.
When the old woman again sneered at her, Jaime gave her a beaming smile. “Be honest, Greta, you’ve missed me all these years, haven’t you?”
“Ignore her,” Lovette advised Jaime. “Don’t let the senile old crone wind you up. It’s what she lives for.”
“I heard that,” said Greta.
“Well, it wasn’t like I was whispering.” Lovette gave Jaime a pleading look. “Any tips on how to deal with Old Mother Hubbard here? You’ve known her longer than I have.” Jaime pursed her lips. “Don’t get light in her eyes, don’t get her wet, and never feed her after midnight.”
“I’ve had enough.” With a humph, Greta rose from her seat. “I don’t have to sit around here and be insulted.” She practically marched out of the room, mumbling to herself.
Lydia shook her head, chuckling. “That woman will outlive us all.” Tao smiled, running a hand through his tousled chocolate-brown hair. “She’s more strong-willed than all of us put together.”
Strangely, Jaime found herself wondering why though she favored the shade of chocolate-brown over walnut-brown, she preferred Dante’s hair to Tao’s. In fact, if any of the enforcers should be her type, it was Tao. All her past boyfriends had been similar to him: intense by nature, hair that was short but long enough to ruffle, and with a body that was muscular but more athletic than burly.
Dante didn’t fit into her type at all, and yet it was him she was drawn to. And didn’t that just chafe.
“So,” drawled Kodak, turning to Dante. “Tell us more about this meeting you went to.” Once Dante was done telling the tale, Lovette cursed a blue streak that would have made any sailor proud. Oh, he’d definitely made the right decision by not telling her sooner.
“I never liked that bitch. She flirted with Kodak when I went to that mating ceremony on Nick’s territory. I was five feet away at the time.”
“Yeah, but you scared her off.” Kodak affectionately rubbed circles on her belly.
“Want me to kill her?” she asked Dante, sounding hopeful.
“No, I don’t,” he chuckled.
“Seriously, Kodak can hold my hair back out of the way and I’ll-” Kodak cupped his mate’s chin. “You will not get into any kind of confrontation with anyone.
Besides, Nick’s said he’s dealt with it. Let’s hope that’s the end of it.”
“There’s still the matter of her brothers,” Marcus pointed out, running a hand through his short, dark curls as if trying to straighten them.
Dante crossed his arms behind his head and sank farther into his chair. It was pissing him off that his eyes kept darting to Jaime of their own accord, but he managed to veil his irritation from the wolves around him. “It might be better to let Glory and her brothers sweat, leave them wondering what we’ll do or if we’ll do anything at all.”
Kodak nodded. “According to Trick, her brothers are loons.”
“I don’t think they’re loony enough to turn up in pack territory looking for him, though,” said Trick. “That would be an act of suicide, and they’ll know that.”
“So you think it’s more likely that they’ll try to corner him somewhere?” asked Kodak, to which Trick nodded. “The way I see it, then, is we can deal with this by going on the attack instead of waiting for her brothers to make their move, or we can deal with them when the time comes.”
“I have better things to do than hunt down a group of crazies.” Dante had to restrain himself from growling at Dominic for twirling a strand of Jaime’s long hair around his finger-something he had found himself wanting to do many times. Her hair was so shiny that it was kind of inviting. He wanted to know if it was as soft as it looked. “I wouldn’t give Glory the satisfaction of a reaction anyway.”
“You do realize you brought this on yourself, don’t you?” Dominic shook his head incredulously. “Out of all the girls out there, you picked her. Don’t get me wrong, I love women and I respect them, but come on, there are just some girls you make a point to stay away from. Glory’s like a bowling ball. She gets picked up, fingered, and thrown in the gutter, and yet she still comes back.” Kodak laughed and looked about to say something, but his attention quickly went to the hand he had resting on Lovette’s belly. “Whoa, that was a big one.”
“How’s the little guy been today?” Marcus began giving Lovette one of his infamous shoulder massages.
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