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long, not from him and Casey. They could smell another wolf from
miles away.
Casey removed his sunglasses, wiped sweat from his face, and
reached for the knob of the AC.
Uh, uh, Grey cautioned him. I want the windows open, and I
want to smell fresh air. You never know what the breeze might
carry.
What breeze, Casey muttered, clearly unhappy with the heat. He
sighed and put his glasses back on.
Grey looked out the window, noticing everything. Where are you,
Dakota? If the little bitch was here, he d find him. About six miles
outside Silver City, his senses went on high alert, and he told Casey to
slow down. I can smell him. He was here. They were approaching a
small town, nestled in the ponderosa pines at the southern edge of the
Gila National Forest. The only signs of life were at a big old barn with
neon lights that spelled out Silverado Saloon. Grey already had his
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hand on the door handle. I m in bad need of a drink, Casey. Pull
over.
Casey parked on the gravel lot, and they both got out and went
inside. The bartender, a busty brunette, looked them over and settled
her gaze on Grey. She leaned over to take their order, and he
whispered in her ear. She laughed and turned away, and Casey
elbowed him. Don t get your hopes up, boss. She s just like every
other bartender, here to make money, not to meet guys. Tight tops,
tattoos, and touching, it s all part of the job.
What s the matter, jealous? Grey chuckled. She s not my type.
It s a game. She wants a big tip. I want information.
The auburn-haired cutie came back with three tequila shots and
beers. They toasted each other, tapped glasses, and then tapped their
shot glasses on the bar before shooting. Another round, boys? she
asked coyly.
Grey glanced around the room. Actually, we re supposed to meet
someone here.
The bartender pouted. She actually looked genuinely
disappointed.
Grey grinned at her. It s not like that. The guy s a buddy of ours.
You can t miss him with that wild red hair of his and blue eyes.
I think I know who you mean. He worked in the kitchen for a
short time, but he took off a few days ago.
Grey s heart rate pumped up. Shit. Any idea where he went?
No, sorry. The kitchen boss said he left without a word.
We better check around. Grey threw a big tip on the bar.
Maybe we ll see ya later.
Hope so. She scooped up the money and winked at him.
Now what? Casey asked as they left the saloon.
We re on the right track. Looks like we ll be going for a hike.
* * * *
Backfire 49
Dakota s eyes flew open. Stunned, he blinked, but the vision
didn t go away. I m still asleep. I m still asleep. I m still asleep.
Repeating it wouldn t make it true. A sick feeling of panic spread
inside him as he came fully awake and looked up at the monster
pointing a handgun at his head. His worst nightmare was a reality.
There was no mistaking his Alpha s arrogant face.
The devil s thin lips twitched with amusement, but the smile
didn t reach his metallic, pewter eyes. They were hard and chilling
and remained focused on Dakota. You look surprised to see me,
Dakota. Did you think I wouldn t look for you? Did you really think I
would allow the son of a whore and a spineless dog to run free and
contaminate our species? You d weaken our kind and strengthen the
humans. I can t allow either one of those things to happen.
Dakota s heart hammered against his ribs in an erratic rhythm.
Grey
Shut the fuck up. I don t want to hear your voice. Grey s stare
held a warning. Your mouth is good for one thing, sucking cock.
His eyes lingered on the man lying at Dakota s side. I see you
already gave your new friend a demonstration. Just can t keep it in
your pants, can you? This is why I can t let you go.
Jack growled softly, and Dakota snuck a look at him, silently
willing his lover to keep his mouth shut.
I suggest you stay out of this, Grey snarled at Jack. Don t let
his pretty face fool you. The little slut is a wanted man, and
dangerous. That s why I came after him myself. Another day or two
and he d rob you blind, maybe even kill you.
Dakota gasped. It s not true.
Grey sneered and slapped him hard enough to make his head spin.
Jack started to rise. Keep your fucking hands off him or I ll
Casey s booted foot on Jack s chest shoved him back down to the
ground, and the gun at Jack s temple clicked. Or you ll what,
asshole? Casey sneered. Don t even think about moving.
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Grey got down on his haunches to study Jack. Stroking his dark
goatee, he regarded him curiously. I don t have anything against you.
In fact, I m doing you a favor. You should thank me. I took this half-
breed in when he was an infant and no one else would have him. And
this is how he repays me, by stealing my property and running off.
Consider yourself lucky I got here in time and you get to leave with
all your belongings.
Dakota whimpered and bit his lip to keep his mouth shut. He d
taken nothing from Grey, but anything he said would just antagonize [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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long, not from him and Casey. They could smell another wolf from
miles away.
Casey removed his sunglasses, wiped sweat from his face, and
reached for the knob of the AC.
Uh, uh, Grey cautioned him. I want the windows open, and I
want to smell fresh air. You never know what the breeze might
carry.
What breeze, Casey muttered, clearly unhappy with the heat. He
sighed and put his glasses back on.
Grey looked out the window, noticing everything. Where are you,
Dakota? If the little bitch was here, he d find him. About six miles
outside Silver City, his senses went on high alert, and he told Casey to
slow down. I can smell him. He was here. They were approaching a
small town, nestled in the ponderosa pines at the southern edge of the
Gila National Forest. The only signs of life were at a big old barn with
neon lights that spelled out Silverado Saloon. Grey already had his
48 Gale Stanley
hand on the door handle. I m in bad need of a drink, Casey. Pull
over.
Casey parked on the gravel lot, and they both got out and went
inside. The bartender, a busty brunette, looked them over and settled
her gaze on Grey. She leaned over to take their order, and he
whispered in her ear. She laughed and turned away, and Casey
elbowed him. Don t get your hopes up, boss. She s just like every
other bartender, here to make money, not to meet guys. Tight tops,
tattoos, and touching, it s all part of the job.
What s the matter, jealous? Grey chuckled. She s not my type.
It s a game. She wants a big tip. I want information.
The auburn-haired cutie came back with three tequila shots and
beers. They toasted each other, tapped glasses, and then tapped their
shot glasses on the bar before shooting. Another round, boys? she
asked coyly.
Grey glanced around the room. Actually, we re supposed to meet
someone here.
The bartender pouted. She actually looked genuinely
disappointed.
Grey grinned at her. It s not like that. The guy s a buddy of ours.
You can t miss him with that wild red hair of his and blue eyes.
I think I know who you mean. He worked in the kitchen for a
short time, but he took off a few days ago.
Grey s heart rate pumped up. Shit. Any idea where he went?
No, sorry. The kitchen boss said he left without a word.
We better check around. Grey threw a big tip on the bar.
Maybe we ll see ya later.
Hope so. She scooped up the money and winked at him.
Now what? Casey asked as they left the saloon.
We re on the right track. Looks like we ll be going for a hike.
* * * *
Backfire 49
Dakota s eyes flew open. Stunned, he blinked, but the vision
didn t go away. I m still asleep. I m still asleep. I m still asleep.
Repeating it wouldn t make it true. A sick feeling of panic spread
inside him as he came fully awake and looked up at the monster
pointing a handgun at his head. His worst nightmare was a reality.
There was no mistaking his Alpha s arrogant face.
The devil s thin lips twitched with amusement, but the smile
didn t reach his metallic, pewter eyes. They were hard and chilling
and remained focused on Dakota. You look surprised to see me,
Dakota. Did you think I wouldn t look for you? Did you really think I
would allow the son of a whore and a spineless dog to run free and
contaminate our species? You d weaken our kind and strengthen the
humans. I can t allow either one of those things to happen.
Dakota s heart hammered against his ribs in an erratic rhythm.
Grey
Shut the fuck up. I don t want to hear your voice. Grey s stare
held a warning. Your mouth is good for one thing, sucking cock.
His eyes lingered on the man lying at Dakota s side. I see you
already gave your new friend a demonstration. Just can t keep it in
your pants, can you? This is why I can t let you go.
Jack growled softly, and Dakota snuck a look at him, silently
willing his lover to keep his mouth shut.
I suggest you stay out of this, Grey snarled at Jack. Don t let
his pretty face fool you. The little slut is a wanted man, and
dangerous. That s why I came after him myself. Another day or two
and he d rob you blind, maybe even kill you.
Dakota gasped. It s not true.
Grey sneered and slapped him hard enough to make his head spin.
Jack started to rise. Keep your fucking hands off him or I ll
Casey s booted foot on Jack s chest shoved him back down to the
ground, and the gun at Jack s temple clicked. Or you ll what,
asshole? Casey sneered. Don t even think about moving.
50 Gale Stanley
Grey got down on his haunches to study Jack. Stroking his dark
goatee, he regarded him curiously. I don t have anything against you.
In fact, I m doing you a favor. You should thank me. I took this half-
breed in when he was an infant and no one else would have him. And
this is how he repays me, by stealing my property and running off.
Consider yourself lucky I got here in time and you get to leave with
all your belongings.
Dakota whimpered and bit his lip to keep his mouth shut. He d
taken nothing from Grey, but anything he said would just antagonize [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]