intend to do with your freedom?”
“Me? I just want to find my mate, settle down out here and enjoy life.” And I’m really hoping you’d like to be that mate , he thought .
“That sounds so nice.” She had a wistful look in her eyes that made her look so incredibly feminine, and Erik longed to just sweep her up and kiss her. Whoa! Where had that come from? Luckily, she continued speaking so he was spared from exploring those thoughts. “I’d love to settle somewhere and not have to look over my shoulder constantly. A steady job would be nice, too.”
“How do you get your money if you can’t draw on your bank account? An employer would require your social security number, as well.”
His inquiry seemed to rattle her, and he watched as she averted her eyes, suddenly very interested in her half-eaten sandwich.
“You’re not into anything illegal are you?” he asked.
Her eyes bulged. “What?” She shook her head, sending her blonde tresses tumbling over her shoulders. “Nothing like drugs or anything like that.”
“But it’s still illegal,” he pushed. He needed to be sure that she wasn’t hiding from the law as well as the alphas chasing her.
“Fights.” Sarah spoke low, obviously reluctant to admit what she’d done.
“Fights? Like…?” He couldn’t wrap his head around it. She’d fought for money?
“Yeah, fight clubs, mostly. I’d take any opponent they threw in with me. They’d put me against whoever was willing to come in against a girl.” She gave an astonishingly nasty grin. “You wouldn’t believe the bastards just itching to hit a woman.”
Erik winced at the venom in her voice. “I’m sure you showed them the error of their ways.”
“You bet your sweet ass I did.” She shrugged and sipped her tea. “The fights are surprisingly easy to find. If you hang out in bars and listen enough, you’ll be amazed at all the things you can learn.”
“I can imagine.” Erik set aside his empty plate. “So you live off of the prize money?”
“Yeah. I never stay in one place long, so it’s easy to get into fights since no one in the area knows me.” Setting aside her own plate, she straightened, sucking in air through clenched teeth at the pain it caused. “I’m really grateful for everything you’re doing for me, Erik. You’re a real decent guy.”
“You’re welcome and thank you.” He rose to clear their plates. “I’ll go put the clothes in the dryer and let you rest for awhile. We’ll head to town as soon as they’re dry.”
As Erik made his way down the hall, he couldn’t help but smile. She was opening up to him. Trusting him. It was exactly what he’d been hoping for. And it would keep her comfortable enough, he hoped, to stay a while. The undeniable attraction he was feeling for this lovely she-wolf was a little concerning, since he’d never experienced it before, but he was more determined than ever to see where it could lead. After all, what were the chances of him ever meeting another female quite like her?
Chapter Three
Sarah woke up for the second time that day, knowing that she was being watched. Cracking her eyes revealed an enormous man sitting in the chair staring at her, his dark hair and deep tan making him appear somewhat intimidating—that and the scowl on his otherwise handsome face. Not that she was worried about him in the least because she was positive Erik wouldn’t allow anyone in here who meant her harm.
He was one of the brothers from the photograph, she was sure. Abraham, maybe?
Oh, who the hell cared? He was being rude.
“It’s not polite to stare,” she grumbled.
“Who are you?” His voice was a deep, thunderous rumble that told her that this guy didn’t play around…but she did.
“Who are you?” she countered.
“Nobody you need to concern your pretty little head about. Now, where’s my brother, and why is an alpha bitch sleeping on his couch?” He spoke through clenched teeth.
Sarah simply