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She peered out from under the bed, then crawled out, rubbing her head.

“What the hell are you doing in here?” she demanded.

“I was going to ask you the same thing. Do you always crawl under beds?”

Marissa gave him the once over. Her attraction was immediate—he could sense it. Gage could hear her heart beat pick up and watched as she wiped nervous hands on her pants. She shifted from foot to foot and he could smell her arousal. The stubborn look on her face told him she was going to fight it.

“Gage Wolf?” Even though he was certain she knew exactly who he was, she phrased it as a question.

Gage nodded at the beauty in front of him. To say he was taken by surprise was an understatement. Where
Elizabeth
was pale and slender with blue eyes and blonde hair, her sister looked nothing like her.

For one thing, she was scowling at him even though he could smell her desire. She had long dark hair and crystal green eyes that were narrowed. It was quite obvious she didn’t like her attraction to him, but he couldn’t say the same. It had been a very long time since he’d felt this instant hunger.

“I am,” he answered her unnecessary question. “And you are Marissa.”

Marissa nodded, trying to swallow past the lump in her throat. His voice was deep and she could almost feel it wrapping around her. This reaction wasn’t good and she needed to get herself under control.

He was absolutely, positively the best looking man she had ever seen. He was taller than she was—she’d guess over six-two. He wore black slacks and a button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up.

“Is there something you needed?” she asked, crossing her arms over her chest.

Gage followed the gesture with his eyes, and Marissa blushed when she realised she had just brought more attention to herself.

“I came to welcome you to my territory as is proper for any Pack Alpha,” Gage said, taking a step closer. “And to go over some rules.”

Marissa stiffened at his words. She shouldn’t be surprised. She could guess what rules he was going to make sure she knew. She’d heard them all her life. Even steeling herself for them didn’t keep the hurt out.

“You were raised in a Pack?” he asked.

Marissa nodded, though she knew he already knew the answer.
Elizabeth
already told her that Gage knew about her differences.

“I don’t expect things will be such different here.”

Marissa didn’t either. “I understand,” she said, stiffening her shoulders and fisting her hand at her side.

“Do you have any questions for me on how to behave?”

The pep talk she had given herself on the drive allowed her to speak calmly. “No, I don’t believe I have any questions on my behaviour here. I assure you that I have no interest in your Pack. One week—seven days—I’ll be here. I think you can deal with it as I have to. Then I’ll be gone and you won’t have to worry about me corrupting your precious Pack.”

When she finished, something like surprise crossed his face briefly, and he growled. No one had probably ever spoken to him that way before. But Marissa wasn’t going to be intimidated.

When he took a step closer, she could sense the anger from him.

“I’ll warn you once about the way you talk to me. I don’t know how your Alpha reacted, but that kind of disrespect will not be tolerated here.”

Marissa didn’t tell him that she’d never been brave enough to talk to her old Alpha like that. Marissa backed up as the Alpha stepped closer.

“Also, I know how long you are here for. I know a selfish woman like you wouldn’t give up more than a week for the sister who loves her and has waited far too long to be happy because of her.”

His words stopped her retreat. “Selfish? You just called me selfish.”

Even with the smile that touched his lips, he didn’t look any less furious. “I did.”

“Well, let me tell you something, Mr. Wolf. I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t love my sister. I wouldn’t set foot on this territory if it had not meant so much to
Elizabeth
. I gave my blessing to her a long time ago.” Marissa took a deep breath as she wound down. She realised she was explaining herself to him, and not wanting to give him an information he could use on her later, she quickly tried to cover her outburst. “Not that it’s any of your business.”

Marissa backed up until she felt the wall at her back, and Gage closed the distance between them.

“You do know who I am. My status here?”

Marissa didn’t trust the smooth smile or easy tone. “Yes.”

“So are you trying to piss me off? Any intelligent person would know better than to tell an Alpha a Pack member wasn’t his business or make the comments as you have.” When he reached forward and grabbed her arm, it was too fast for Marissa to avoid. “I feel sorry for the troubles you must have given to your Pack Leader.”

The electricity that flowed through Marissa’s body at Gage’s touch drew a startled breath from her. He must have felt it too, because he immediately let go of her. Marissa stared at him as neither spoke for several minutes. She grasped at anything she could say to make him go away.

“I don’t have a Pack Leader. But I do know how to address the Alpha of a Pack who had been kind enough to let me visit. I apologise. My attitude and disrespectful comments were uncalled for.” Fear and uncertainly had her lowering her eyes to the floor in a submissive gesture. It galled her to show any submission to him, but his touch unnerved her.

She could feel his stare even though she wasn’t looking at him and barely stopped herself from shifting on her feet. The urge to run coursed strongly through her body.

When he finally spoke, she was so surprised her eyes met his.

“Very well then. Now I believe your sister in downstairs about to have a fit with us up here arguing so I suggest we finish this another time.”

Marissa nodded, relieved he would leave now. Maybe he was just as unsettled as she was.

Gage took his leave without another word to her. Marissa sat on her bed and thought about what had just taken place. She looked up at a sound in the hall, she saw
Elizabeth
standing at the entrance of her guestroom with wide eyes and a frown.

“Don’t start,” Marissa warned her sister.

Elizabeth
shook her head. “Gage is a nice man and a good Alpha.”

Marissa smiled even though she felt her face wanted to crack. “I’m sure he is,” she lied.

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About the Author

Crissy Smith lives in
Texas
with her husband, daughter, and three
Labrador
retrievers. The three dogs love to curl up under her computer desk and nap while she writes. It doesn’t leave a lot of room for her but what’s a woman to do?

When not writing or reading, she enjoys hunting, camping and shooting. But she has a girly side too and is addicted to pedicures and coffee.

She has been writing since she was a teenager and still loves everything to do with the paranormal. Her stories and characters all have a place in her heart. She loves the Alpha male, the dominant werewolf, and the Master vampire, which find their way in most of her books.

Learn more about the characters she has created at her website where they have their very own page. It will be updated from time to time to let you know what's going on with them. Also you can find out who will be in the next book.