Chapter 93
Daniella glared at Tom. He’d followed her to the front of Marcos’s house and had started questioning her like she owed him something.
“What are you doing here, Tom?”
He glanced back and forth between her and Marcos’s home. Both Kane and Blake would be there shortly. They were readying to talk to Marcos later.
“Why aren’t you answering my calls?” he demanded. Gone was the nice gentle guy she’d come to know. In his place stood an angry man with bloodshot eyes and a disheveled appearance.
“Tom, there’s nothing between us.” She grit her teeth. “Don’t you understand?”
He folded his arms in front of him. A sure sign of defiance. “I asked you to marry me.”
“You don’t even know me!”
“What’s going on here?” Kane asked from behind them. He and Blake focused on Tom, their gazes locked on him like a predator would their prey.
“Tom was leaving.” Despite it all, she didn’t want to see him hurt. Tom had been a friend.
Tom shook his head. The idiot. “I’m not going anywhere until she tells me why she’s hanging out with you two when I proposed to her.”
Kane and Blake turned to her, their expressions so shocked had she not been so pissed she would have found it comical.
“You were engaged?” Kane yelled.
She growled under her breath. “No! I was never engaged to Tom. He proposed and I said no!”
“Who’s engaged?” Marcos asked, arriving at the worst possible time.
“Daniella. I proposed to her,” Tom supplied again, bypassing the fact she’d said she wouldn’t marry him.
She bit her lip to keep from screaming. “I’m not engaged to anybody!” she screeched.
Marcos moved in on Tom. “She says she’s not engaged.”
Two men and two women walked up Marcos’s driveway, standing far enough to be seen but not close enough to be spoken to.
“Shit!” Blake growled. “It’s the enforcers.”
“What are you all doing here?” Marcos asked, glancing around and then down to the people on his driveway. “Anyone want to tell me what’s going on?”
“I’ll tell you,” Tom jumped in. “Your sister refused to marry me. Me. A decent man. Instead, she chose to go rolling around, sleeping with these two.”
“What?” Marcos’s brows drew down in a scowl. “What’s he talking about?”
“She was supposed to marry me!” Tom yelled. “I had it all worked out.”
Oh, God. Shit had officially hit the fan.
“Shut the hell up for a moment,” Marcos snapped at Tom and turned to face Kane and Blake. “What does he mean she’s been sleeping with you two?”
The people down the driveway had crept up and closed the distance, surrounding them in a circle.
She blinked, wondering what the heck those guys wanted. “What are they doing here?”
Blake glared at one of the men, motioning for them to go. “They wanted to see if you are good enough for the pack. They probably want to test you.”
“What the hell?” Marcos asked, curling his hands into fists. “Are you sleeping with my sister?”
Kane moved forward. “We asked Daniella to be our mate.”
“You what?” Marcos hollered.
Dani winced at the anger in his voice. “Marcos, it’s not that big a deal.”
“Shut up!” he screamed at her, the panic in his voice rising with each word. “Do you have any clue what you’ve gotten yourself into?”
“Of course, I do! I’m a grown woman.”
He shook his head as if she didn’t know what she was talking about. “She can’t be your mate.” He gave her a worried glance. “Dani, I know you want to find love. You’re a wonderful person, but this shifter lifestyle is rough. It’s dangerous. It’s not for a human.”
“I’m sorry you feel that way,” Blake said soothingly, trying to pacify Marcos’s agitation. “But she’s already accepted and we’ve already taken her as ours.”
“You— you what?” Marcos’s eyes widened. He swung at Kane, connecting with his jaw. The move was so unexpected that if she’d blinked she would have missed it. The sound of the hit was like a bullet being shot. A flurry of movement took place.
One of the men watching them jumped in, his body shifting into that of his wolf. He went for her brother. Oh, hell no!
She moved on instinct. The frustration Tom had fired up inside her escalated to a fever pitch. She growled and something new and strong moved under her skin.
The sound of snarls, bones popping and a weird scream sounded so close to her she felt her stomach tighten. Her vision turned sharper. For a second it was as if life had slowed down while she tried to reach the shifter going for her brother. Her body ached and she swore she was going to fall flat on her face. But then she was moving faster. And things felt different. The air tasted crispier. She shoved at the wolf charging at her brother and she landed on the ground.
The wolf growled, turning his body to face Marcos again. It took her a moment to realize she was down on all fours now. Her instinct to fight the animal was calmed for a second when she glanced up at Marcos, Kane and Blake.
“What the fuck did you to her?” Marcos asked, his eyes wide with fear. “Oh, God, Dani. I’ll get you some help.”
She couldn’t figure out what the heck he was yelling about. Until she glanced down, that is. Furry brown paws had replaced her hands. She snarled. She’d changed. Dear God! She’d been able to take to the shift and had fur on her ass. There was no time to think about it now. Her focus returned to the shifter trying to get closer to Marcos.
“Liam!” Kane growled. “Stand down.”
But Liam didn’t stand down. He made another move for Marcos and she jumped the wolf. He tried to shake her off, but she dug her claws deep into his side.