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Farrow. Or Avan.
    Cael turned to his most trusted. “What do you think?”
    Lexar ripped his gaze away from the female. “I think if you don’t give her this, she’ll take it. We don’t want war. You said so yourself. We just want Jax.”
    “This one is bright,” Avan muttered.
    Lexar narrowed his gaze at her. “I recognize a dark horse when I see one. Ma’am .”
    Avan’s eyes flared before she glanced away.
    “And what happens when you’re in charge of the pack? Do we just go on like we aren’t intended? Do our packs remain enemies?” Cael asked.
    She looked around the table at the wolves and their mates. “Allies,” she said, and then her eyes landed back on him. “And we go our separate ways. Give fate a big middle finger.”
    Cael’s head spun. This was an insane turn of events. Not at all how he’d ever envisioned this happening. “And what if I don’t want that? What if I want to claim you?” He had to make sure she knew what she was saying.
    “Like I said, I’d kill you first. Besides, we both know that’s not what you want.”
    He raised an eyebrow. “And if I change my mind?”
    She shrugged one shoulder, causing her blond hair to fall over the front. “I suspect you won’t. Now, do we have a deal?”
    Knowing she had something to gain from this transaction gave him a sense of security. It was clear she wanted control. If she double-crossed them, she wouldn’t get it. There was really nothing to lose and everything to gain. He’d have his revenge and Isabesh safe.
    “Yes.” He nodded. “We have a deal.”

Chapter Three
    Besh was jarred awake by a loud thud. She sat up in the bed and listened. Jax spent many rage-filled nights slamming things around in the kitchen or his office. She hated waking up to his anger because it usually meant he was going to either hit her or fuck her.
    And only one of those things would she allow right now.
    Her heat was upon her. The random visits from unmated wolves who hadn’t learned how to tame their instincts proved it. Jax had beaten many over the past week, and locked her in her room as if she couldn’t help herself. As if she’d lift her tail for any virile male. As if she wasn’t a damn grown woman who had several heats under her belt.
    The burn between her legs throbbed and she considered taking another shower.
    The sound that awoke her happened again, this time followed by a crash. Their lodge would likely be a mess by morning. She listened for Jax’s voice but everything was eerily silent.
    Lying back on the bed, she kicked off the blankets and sawed her legs together hoping for an ounce of relief. It didn’t help. She’d been through this many times and each season she didn’t give her wolf a young to mother, the heat became worse.
    Minutes or hours later, the lock to her room clicked and the door opened. Inches at first, revealing that the room beyond was dark. Then wider until she could make out the furious face of her alpha.
    Besh swallowed down her feeling of despair. “What is it?” she asked.
    He stepped into the room as if she’d invited him in, taking in a deep breath. His eyes squeezed closed for a moment before opening again to glare at her.
    “Avan has returned, and without her mate. Neither is she marked. I suppose our elders are wrong once more.”
    “At least she’s back. Maybe she didn’t find him. Perhaps the elders aren’t—”
    His foot snapped out to kick the bedside table, sending the lamp crashing to the floor.
    “If the elders are wrong about Trager, and about Avan, maybe they’re wrong about you as well. They think you need distance, to de-stress, but we both know the only reason you aren’t already with young is because your hate is bigger than your care for the pack.”
    “I care very much for the wolves here. It’s you I don’t care for. But you knew that already. Knew it when you forced me into this agreement.”
    Besh shook at the dominance rolling off her mate. He was pure alpha in the moment