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human.
She’d been calling him names like doggie and puppy all day. From now on she’d
be nothing but nice and agreeable. Gray deserved no less.  

Chapter 4
     
    Deep
down, he couldn’t blame Alisha even though she’d humiliated him in front of
half the pack. He wasn’t overjoyed about pairing with someone he didn’t like
much less love, but an Alpha whether male or female had to do what was best for
the pack. There was a reason she could have almost any wolf she wanted and a
reason why everyone had listened to what she had to say today. Alisha was an
Alpha. Regardless of what he had said, he would never take her against her will.
Right now she didn’t need to know that though. He’d still try and win, gain her
submission.
    Fat
chance.
    The
Chaser being there to see what happened had made it worse. Why exactly, he
couldn’t say, except that maybe he didn’t want outsiders privy to pack business
which didn’t seem right because Ash didn’t feel like an outsider.
    Phoenix
had warned him that his second in command, Rage, might be planning a challenge.
All he’d said was that it was a gut feeling. When Phoenix had a feeling about
something it was best you listened to it. That was the whole reason his friend
had gone into criminal law in the first place. His gut was never wrong. So,
chances were that Rage would challenge him soon. Hounds, he was having putrid
luck at the moment. Rage was the strongest wolf in the pack. There were some wolves
he could take and some, he’d have a hard time bringing down. And, he liked the
guy, didn’t want to fight him.
    The
sound of heels alerted him to someone’s approach. Very high heels. If it
weren’t for the heavy scent of peaches he’d never have believed it was Ash even
though he had sent her a message to meet him. He had to press his lips together
to stop himself from gaping.
    Hounds
teeth…
    The
tiny dress she wore was not just pink, it was smoking hot pink with two thin
strips of fabric holding the thing on. It was so mouth-wateringly tight that it
would probably stay on even without the straps. He had an unreasonable urge to
tell her to go and change. Or at least to go and put a bra on, because how the
hell was he supposed to look at anything else but her perfect breasts. Even
they looked distinctly like small ripe, pearl tipped peaches. Juicy, soft,
perfectly edible. He was trying to catch a killer for hound’s sake.
    “I
thought you only owned jeans and t-shirts,” he couldn’t seem to unclench his
teeth.
    “We’re
going to a club. Look at you, collared shirt, designer jeans.”
    If
he didn’t know better, he’d think she was actually checking him out. He
responded with a sound that came out sounding more like a low growl. Damned if
his cock wasn’t responding. Her voice, her smell, her body. Her. How was
it that this little human, so un-wolf-like, had him so wound up? Why didn’t he
feel this for Alisha? Every other hot blooded wolf on Wilderness lusted after
her. Yet here he was feeling things he really shouldn’t for a pint sized woman.
A human.
    “Why
are you looking at me like that?”
    “Like
what?” Again it sounded too much like a growl which kind of happened when wolves
were this turned on.
    “Like
I’m…um…food and why are your eyes glowing?”
    Damn,
he needed to get some control back and right now. “I’m angry and I’m not sure
you should be dressed quite so…like that”− Sexy −“we’re
supposed to blend in not attract attention.” That same self-satisfied smile was
back. He cringed inwardly waiting for her smart ass reply.
    “Look,
I borrowed this dress to blend in and sure, one or two morons might look but
I’m not going to attract any real attention.”
    “Why
not?”
    “Dog…Gray,
human men, like wolf men and probably all species of male, like curves and I
guess they like their women compliant, soft, I don’t know giggly. Oh did I
mention the curves. I’m…not…any of those things.”
    Anger
flashed through