Unbelievable. "You're five-foot nothing, and you think you can take me?"
"I'm five five!"
"Yeah," I snort. "In five-inch heels." I don't know why I'm riling her up. My errand may as well be over. Garrett might want me to call a bloodsucker to mind-wipe her, but that can fuck up a person. I don't think she deserves that. Even if she has poor taste in hair dye.
"I can't believe you-you-"
"Careful." I can't believe I have to warn this chick off of picking a fight with me. My wolf could eat her in one bite. Not that he would. I'm more interested in eating her a different way. After I warm her pretty ass.
Her face goes red.
"Sit down, Foxfire," I order.
She drops to the couch. Very responsive. The spunky attitude is all bluster-and who can blame her? She lives alone, her best friend is a workaholic stick-up-her-ass lawyer. It's Saturday night, and the Princess of La La Land is all alone.
"Obviously, we made a mistake." Garrett might not want to let her off this easily, but I'm not letting a bloodsucker touch her. We can find another way to keep her quiet. Not that she knows anything, but despite the smart mouth, she actually has a brain. If Garrett keeps sniffing around Amber, it might be only a matter of time that she realizes the truth.
"I gotta make a call. Eat your pizza." I flip the pizza box open and leave her to it, heading to a private corner to call my alpha. It rings a few times and goes to voicemail.
"Hey, boss," I lower my voice. "I'm at the girl's place. She doesn't know anything. Thinks we're some sort of motorcycle gang who call ourselves the Werewolves." I take a deep breath. I want to say I think we should leave her alone, but something stops my tongue. My wolf. He wants to hang around her more.
"I'll keep an eye on her until you call, see if I can get her to open up more."
I check my messages and texts, but there's nothing from the pack. I could try Trey and Jared, but at this point, they had to be in Mexico, or close to it. I should be with them, going after our lost packmate, rather than babysitting Little Miss Looney Tunes. Now that I'm in her place, I smell marijuana, although none of the stink is on her. She's not doing drugs. She's this whacked out on her own.
The sooner my alpha calls and orders me away from her, the better. My wolf doesn't agree, which makes it all the more true.
She's still sitting on the couch, watching me with wide eyes. The pizza lies untouched before her. "Where's Amber?"
"She's safe. Nothing's going to happen to her."
"How do I know you're not lying to me?"
"Behave, and I'll let you talk to her. Right now she's busy."
Foxfire glares at me.
"She's with Garrett."
"Garrett? That jackhole?"
I growl. "Don't insult him."
"He left my girl on the side of a mountain."
"He had his reasons." He was about go moon mad in public. "Amber was fine."
"Yeah, because I came and got her. If he seduces her again and breaks her heart, guess who's picking up the pieces? Me."
"Your girl is fine. She's totally safe. We thought she broke some rules, but Garrett is handling it."
"Rules? Geez you guys are anal for a gang."
"You have no idea." I really want to give her a taste of who's boss between the two of us. But that's not part of the job. Too bad. Wolves discipline their mates. My wolf likes the idea of punishing her as much as my dick.
"Go ahead and eat." I motion to her.
She stares at me. "You're going to stay here?"
I nod.
"For how long?"
Until I know you're not a threat to the pack. "As long as I want to." She's breathing hard, her little shoulders rising and falling with anger. Her breasts stir under her shirt. The sight does interesting things to my cock. "You dye your hair?"
"No," she sneers. "It comes out this way naturally."
I can't help it. I laugh. She's too ridiculous.
I sit on the other end of the couch.
She stares at me like she's weighing the odds between cooperating and fighting back. For all I know, in a minute she might decide it's a good idea to try to push me off the couch.
I stretch out my legs. I'm six three, 255 pounds of muscle. Plus, werewolf strength. In a wrestling match, I know who'll win. I almost hope she tries.
She comes to a decision and gives me a bright smile.
"Want some pizza?"
La La Land.
~.~
Foxfire
Tank blinks at me. He's pretty nice for a gang enforcer. Too big and muscly for his own good. Obviously not used to someone standing up to him.
He's in for a big surprise.
"I got supreme." I reach for a slice. "I figure, I need to eat healthy, so I should get veggie, but then I crave meat. So I just get supreme and tell myself I'll pick off anything unhealthy. I hate olives so I just pick them off. You're welcome to half."
"Okay," he says slowly.
"I didn't poison it." I say before taking a big bite. I chew, swallow, and grin. "You didn't give me enough time."
He freezes as he's reaching for the pizza. I smile wider, showing all my teeth.
I've decided to cooperate. In my own, fantastic Foxfire way. I'm going to act silly and clueless until he realizes his mistake. But I'm not letting him off easy. I'm going to make him pay. He's going to regret the day he messed with me. I'm going to drive him crazy.
In the meantime, pizza.