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no other water around.
    She tossed the makeup into her suitcase and pushed her hair back from her face. “Why bother?”
    He didn’t give a shit, so neither would she. And if he as going to give her hell, she’d do the same. She was used to getting what she wanted.
    She just wasn’t so sure what it was she should be wanting, but she’d figure it out soon. Hopefully before she shapeshifted again for the evening and woke up the next day alone, wondering which way was up.
     

CHAPTER FOUR
    Ashley would likely look back and remember the most amusing part of her wedding being her new mother-in-law scolding Vic about his inability to dress himself properly for the event. Leather and denim did not make much of a suit, but damned if he didn’t look fine in it. He was tall and broad, and just oozed sex appeal, even with his seemingly permanent scowl.
    Gods forbid that he smile.
    The second most memorable thing would likely end up being Vic going off to confer in hushed tones with his father while new brides Ashley, Lisa, and Stephanie huddled in the Town Square gazebo ogling each other’s rings. Ashley’s rings were nice enough. Better than she had expected, actually, given her and Vic’s coolness toward each other, but they weren’t distracting enough to keep her from wondering what Vic and Alpha were discussing, and whether it concerned her specifically.
    The redhead, Stephanie, gave Ashley’s shoulder a little squeeze. When Ashley turned her attention to her, the other woman pointed across the square to Main Street. “We’re going to explore. Let the guys entertain themselves for a while. We need to get our bearings in this place.”
    “Right. Sure.” Ashley cut her gaze back to the Carbone men, who were now casting inscrutable looks toward her.
    She’d never been the paranoid sort, but old dogs learned new tricks all the time.
    Mrs. Carbone swooped into the gazebo, snapped her camera’s lens cap on, and looked at each woman in turn. “I’m gonna go see what happened to Christina and Anton. You got my number if you need anything?”
    The three new brides all pulled cell phones from their purses and waited for Mrs. Carbone to relay the number.
    As Ashley, Lisa, and Stephanie started for the business district, Ashley took a look back. The Carbone men had dispersed, along with the other two wolf men, and were nowhere to be found—just that quickly.
    “Efficient,” she muttered.
    “That’s not a bad thing,” Lisa said. “Trust me. It’s better that they get moving than to stand around shooting the shit all day, whether it’s their day off or not.”
    “What do they even do for a living? Mrs. Carbone wouldn’t say.”
    “I have no idea,” Stephanie said. “Darius isn’t much of a talker.”
    “I think they provide security to the people who run this place,” Lisa said.
    The women waited at the corner for the light to change and watched a few higher-end vehicles pass in front of them.
    Ashley grunted in appreciation. Norseton wasn’t very big, but the residents seemed to be well heeled, at least. The best she could tell, the oldest buildings in the community were around a hundred years old, and the newer structures were built in concentric rings around them like most smartly planned cities. It expanded outward, rather than new buildings popping up here and there and sprawl happening unfettered.
    The wolf housing was situated about an eight-minute walk from the center of downtown, but that seemed practical. Packs needed room to run, and while Ashley’s pack had been pretty urban, they had access to undeveloped areas whenever they had to shift for the full moon.
    Norseton seemed to be an ideal place for a pack that had some wolves who had to shift, and some who shifted by choice. Mrs. Carbone said the wolves and Norseton fell into the latter group, and that had floored Ashley. She’d known such wolves existed, but couldn’t remember ever having encountered any personally. Her father had always spoken