The Beast in Him
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Maybe you could tell him youve got some school things coming up and you changed your mind about visiting this summer. You know, blow him off. Like you did that kid who helped you with biology.
She glared at him over her apple. I did not blow him off.
Yeah, yeah. Sure. I found him sobbing in the locker room before gym because he was PMSing.
She laughed. You did not.
Hows the candy apple?
Good. Hows the caramel?
He held it out for her and she leaned over the counter to bite it while holding hers up for him so he could do the same. Johnny DeSerio really was cute. She knew quite a few girls in her class who thought the whole deep-thinking-artist thing really sexy.
Not her, of course. She liked football players and she adored basketball players. All that height. Shed inherited very little from the wolf side of her DNA. Even shifted she was simply shaggier than the rest of them, but still mostly wild dog. She didnt mind. Wolves were a little too cranky for her. She liked being happy. Liked enjoying her life. After knowing her biological father she had absolutely no regrets about the fact hed wanted nothing to do with her or her mother. Hed only made her realize how wonderful her real father was. Danny might not be blood, but it didnt matter. He loved her, took care of her, and treated her like his own. Nothing else mattered.
Johnny slowly chewed his bite of apple while staring at her. He wanted to kiss her. She knew the signs. She wouldnt, though. Not yet. Not until the time was absolutely perfect.
Good?
His gaze snapped away from her lips to stare into her eyes. Yeah. Yeah, its really good.
So is yours.
She licked caramel off her bottom lip and watched in fascination as Johnny turned an interesting shade of red.
Kristan?
Kristan spun around. Walt Wilson stood in the doorway of the staff kitchen. When he stopped trying to contact her, shed prayed hed given up and gone back to Alabama. Apparently no such luck for her. Shit, shit, shit!
What are you doing here?
You havent returned any of my messages.
She hadnt. She hadnt wanted to talk to him. And she didnt even want to think about how he tracked her down. Shed finally had to admit to herself that the man simply creeped her the hell out. Danny was her dad. Hed always be her dad. And he never creeped her out.
Sorry. With the snowstorm and all, I havent really touched my cell phone.
Fine. And he truly seemed not to care. Danny worried when she was ten minutes late getting home from school. But Im thinking, little girl, you need to come with me.
She felt Johnny tense behind her at the mans coldly stated words.
Come withyou? she asked, stalling for time.
She had to get out of this and not let Johnny get hurt. He was dumb enough to do something heroic, and she had no doubts the man standing across from them would kill Johnny without even thinking about it. With Smitty it had been a mere show of strength, putting Johnny in his place among the Pack. But Walt Wilson would kill him, and it would be all her fault because shed allowed the man into their lives.
Still not comfortable shifting for battle, her eyes strayed over to the block of kitchen knives.
He laughed. Dont even think about it, little girl.
As panic began to set into her bones, the other set of kitchen doors opened and Smittys mom, whom everyone called Miss Janie, walked into the room.
There you two are. And eating that bad food when dinner will be ready in another hour. She took the apples by their sticks and tossed them into the garbage. Now I want you two to get on upstairs and change into something nice.
Why are we doing this again? Johnny asked, clearly relaxing now that the older She-wolf was in the room.
Because, little man, this is for your momma and my son. Now move that skinny ass upstairs before I take a switch to ya.
Its New York. We dont have any switches.
Miss Janie raised one eyebrow and Johnny held his hands up. Were going. Were going.
Johnny took her hand and dragged her toward the door. Kristan looked back once at Walt Wilson. Something told her she wouldnt be seeing the man again.
The sad thing was... she felt relieved.
Janie Mae Lewis faced her very distant kin. Well, well, well. Walt Wilson.
Miss Janie.
Your momma told me you were in town. She was very upset. Upset because my son was choosing that little wild dog over kin.
I just want to see my daughter.
Is that right? Janie walked toward him and she watched Walts body tense at her approach. Thats funny. Cause your momma also said youre having some money problems and that Bobby Ray should help.
Walt took several steps back at her approach, but he didnt break eye contact. I never asked for that, but I aint sure what it has to do with anything?
Everything if Kristans momma is right and youre just using that little girl because youre hoping her Pack will pay you to go away.
Im doing no such The boy nearly jumped out of his skin as the swinging door opened behind her and Bubba strolled into the room. She didnt even have to turn around to recognize his scent, the way his work boots dragged on the floor, the way he growled every time he looked at her ass. Lord, she did love that man.
She glared at him over her apple. I did not blow him off.
Yeah, yeah. Sure. I found him sobbing in the locker room before gym because he was PMSing.
She laughed. You did not.
Hows the candy apple?
Good. Hows the caramel?
He held it out for her and she leaned over the counter to bite it while holding hers up for him so he could do the same. Johnny DeSerio really was cute. She knew quite a few girls in her class who thought the whole deep-thinking-artist thing really sexy.
Not her, of course. She liked football players and she adored basketball players. All that height. Shed inherited very little from the wolf side of her DNA. Even shifted she was simply shaggier than the rest of them, but still mostly wild dog. She didnt mind. Wolves were a little too cranky for her. She liked being happy. Liked enjoying her life. After knowing her biological father she had absolutely no regrets about the fact hed wanted nothing to do with her or her mother. Hed only made her realize how wonderful her real father was. Danny might not be blood, but it didnt matter. He loved her, took care of her, and treated her like his own. Nothing else mattered.
Johnny slowly chewed his bite of apple while staring at her. He wanted to kiss her. She knew the signs. She wouldnt, though. Not yet. Not until the time was absolutely perfect.
Good?
His gaze snapped away from her lips to stare into her eyes. Yeah. Yeah, its really good.
So is yours.
She licked caramel off her bottom lip and watched in fascination as Johnny turned an interesting shade of red.
Kristan?
Kristan spun around. Walt Wilson stood in the doorway of the staff kitchen. When he stopped trying to contact her, shed prayed hed given up and gone back to Alabama. Apparently no such luck for her. Shit, shit, shit!
What are you doing here?
You havent returned any of my messages.
She hadnt. She hadnt wanted to talk to him. And she didnt even want to think about how he tracked her down. Shed finally had to admit to herself that the man simply creeped her the hell out. Danny was her dad. Hed always be her dad. And he never creeped her out.
Sorry. With the snowstorm and all, I havent really touched my cell phone.
Fine. And he truly seemed not to care. Danny worried when she was ten minutes late getting home from school. But Im thinking, little girl, you need to come with me.
She felt Johnny tense behind her at the mans coldly stated words.
Come withyou? she asked, stalling for time.
She had to get out of this and not let Johnny get hurt. He was dumb enough to do something heroic, and she had no doubts the man standing across from them would kill Johnny without even thinking about it. With Smitty it had been a mere show of strength, putting Johnny in his place among the Pack. But Walt Wilson would kill him, and it would be all her fault because shed allowed the man into their lives.
Still not comfortable shifting for battle, her eyes strayed over to the block of kitchen knives.
He laughed. Dont even think about it, little girl.
As panic began to set into her bones, the other set of kitchen doors opened and Smittys mom, whom everyone called Miss Janie, walked into the room.
There you two are. And eating that bad food when dinner will be ready in another hour. She took the apples by their sticks and tossed them into the garbage. Now I want you two to get on upstairs and change into something nice.
Why are we doing this again? Johnny asked, clearly relaxing now that the older She-wolf was in the room.
Because, little man, this is for your momma and my son. Now move that skinny ass upstairs before I take a switch to ya.
Its New York. We dont have any switches.
Miss Janie raised one eyebrow and Johnny held his hands up. Were going. Were going.
Johnny took her hand and dragged her toward the door. Kristan looked back once at Walt Wilson. Something told her she wouldnt be seeing the man again.
The sad thing was... she felt relieved.
Janie Mae Lewis faced her very distant kin. Well, well, well. Walt Wilson.
Miss Janie.
Your momma told me you were in town. She was very upset. Upset because my son was choosing that little wild dog over kin.
I just want to see my daughter.
Is that right? Janie walked toward him and she watched Walts body tense at her approach. Thats funny. Cause your momma also said youre having some money problems and that Bobby Ray should help.
Walt took several steps back at her approach, but he didnt break eye contact. I never asked for that, but I aint sure what it has to do with anything?
Everything if Kristans momma is right and youre just using that little girl because youre hoping her Pack will pay you to go away.
Im doing no such The boy nearly jumped out of his skin as the swinging door opened behind her and Bubba strolled into the room. She didnt even have to turn around to recognize his scent, the way his work boots dragged on the floor, the way he growled every time he looked at her ass. Lord, she did love that man.
