Mar 13, 2010 14:44
Without further ado:
Ange stroked Ben's shoulder, trying to settle him.
It wasn't working too well. He realized with a start that sometime, when he wasn't looking, she'd become Pack to him. More than Pack, actually--not quite Mate, but way more than just Pack. And this guy was threatening her. He bared fangs at West, who sneered back at him. "You're dead, little wolf. And then I'll have Angeline the way I nearly had you."
That wouldn't stand. Rafe snarled and Ben lunged to his feet, and only Angeline's hand on the leash halted him before he did something everyone would regret. "Back, puppy," her quiet voice said as she stood up. "He's trying to get you riled, he is. Don't do what he wants."
"If you touch her, I'll fucking kill you," Ben promised.
"Oh, I'm touching you first. And then you'll die. Screaming, while she watches."
"Bring it, you overconfident, overblown, overwrought eunuch."
Angeline's grip on the leash tightened. "Now, Ben, it's not fair to flaunt your superior education in front of a drunken fool. You'd better get him out of here," she told West's friend. "Before something happens that no one will like."
oh julie frost no,
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