The Mane Squeeze
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Uh-huh, Lock muttered, his gaze stuck on Gwens face. She was so pale. He was glad hed decided to stay and
Excuse me?
Lock glanced over at the double doors leading in and out of the recovery room. He scowled. You must be kidding.
The polar grinned and motioned to the hallway with a twitch of his head before disappearing outside.
Lock looked back at Gwen, brushed stray hairs off her cheek and out of her eyes before he sighed and followed.
Lock knew the polar. Everyone called him Toots. Hed been born and raised in Macon River Falls, New Jersey, and like everyone else in his family, hed stayed on to become one of the Macon River Falls Rangers. Part peace officer, part animal-park ranger.
Stopping in front of him, Lock crossed his arms over his chest. That big-haired bastard called the cops?
You didnt expect him to take you on himself, did you?
Yeah, he might crack a claw.
Toots laughed. Like most polars, he had a healthy sense of humor and white-brown hair. He was also a good eight inches taller than Lock and quite a bit wider, since the polars had a tendency to stay closer to their bear size in human form than the grizzlies did, which was one of the reasons more polars were found in smaller, out-of-the-way towns like Macon River than in big cities like New York or Boston, where they would receive more attention than they wanted.
Personally, Im thinking that hot little She-wolf stepped in to prevent it.
Hot, huh? Her feet are as big as yours.
The bigger the feet, the bigger the tits.
Never a big fan of guy talk, Lock shook his head and said, I promised her Id stay.
The She-wolf?
No. He motioned to the recovery room. The tigon.
Wow. Got a tigon in there and a wolfdog out there. Two hybrids in one weekendthats gotta be a record for us.
Im not leaving.
Yeah, ya are. Or I can arrest your dumb ass and you can enjoy some time in our lovely jail.
I havent done anything wrong.
Part of my job is preventing anything from happening as much as it is to fix things when they do happen.
You dont leave, that cat goes postal, you slap him around, the She-wolf calls her itty-bitty friends and, like the dogs they are, they come running. Youll slap them around. At that point, Im back out here because the docs called me to get you off the property. Or, you can leave with me now and everybodys happy and breathing.
Everybodys happy but me.
Sacrifices have to be made, and we know that lion aint makin any if he can help it. Toots winked at him, motioned to the exitdoor. Come on, shorty. Lets go. You can seethe all the way back to Van Holtz territory.
Gee, thanks.
How did he let this happen? Hed promised Mitch hed take care of Gwen. One weekend out, and shed been assaulted by interloping wolves and mooned over by that imbecile bear.
Talk about dropping the ball.
Blayne stormed back into the waiting room. At five-eleven, she was a good three inches taller than Gwen, but both hybrids were still pretty small as human compared to most of the breeds they were mixed with.
You called the cops? Blayne accused and Brendon could only stare at her.
What?
You called the cops on the bear! I was standing out front and I saw them driving away in the Rangers SUV.
Not sure what she was talking about, but not in the mood to get into a fight with a woman who would happily have a verbal argument with lint, Bren could only shrug. I dont know what youre talking about.
It was me, Ronnie cut in and they both looked at her.
Im sorry, darlin, Ronnie said simply, but he needed to go.
Why? Blayne demanded, looking surprisingly angry over a bear she didnt even know.
Because he didnt need to be here. Ronnies voice was calm and very controlled, which Bren knew was not a good thing. Happy and sunny equaled good. Calm and controlled equaled wolfdog without her head.
I dont think that was your decision to make, Blayne practically snarled.
And I think you should suck my
Why dont you check on Gwen, Bren quickly cut in, grabbing Ronnies hand and intertwining their fingers before she could finish that particular sentence. Shell be waking up soon.
With a loud and rather dramatic sigh, the wolfdog stormed off, and Bren kissed the back of Ronnies knuckles. Thanks.
Ronnies bubbling anger slipped away and she smiled at Bren. Gwen will be okay.
Yeah, but
And theres no need to call Mitch about this.
He winced. Are you sure?
You wanna see that little mixed-breed feline really mad at you, Brendon Shaw? You just call her brother back here over something like this. Take it from a baby sister who knows. You leave that boy right where he is and let us take care of Gwenie.
He nodded and pulled Ronnie over until she sat on his lap. Im so glad youre here.
She kissed his cheek and put her arms around his shoulders. Im glad, too. Did you see the claws on that bear? And he was aiming right for your pretty face, too!
Excuse me?
Lock glanced over at the double doors leading in and out of the recovery room. He scowled. You must be kidding.
The polar grinned and motioned to the hallway with a twitch of his head before disappearing outside.
Lock looked back at Gwen, brushed stray hairs off her cheek and out of her eyes before he sighed and followed.
Lock knew the polar. Everyone called him Toots. Hed been born and raised in Macon River Falls, New Jersey, and like everyone else in his family, hed stayed on to become one of the Macon River Falls Rangers. Part peace officer, part animal-park ranger.
Stopping in front of him, Lock crossed his arms over his chest. That big-haired bastard called the cops?
You didnt expect him to take you on himself, did you?
Yeah, he might crack a claw.
Toots laughed. Like most polars, he had a healthy sense of humor and white-brown hair. He was also a good eight inches taller than Lock and quite a bit wider, since the polars had a tendency to stay closer to their bear size in human form than the grizzlies did, which was one of the reasons more polars were found in smaller, out-of-the-way towns like Macon River than in big cities like New York or Boston, where they would receive more attention than they wanted.
Personally, Im thinking that hot little She-wolf stepped in to prevent it.
Hot, huh? Her feet are as big as yours.
The bigger the feet, the bigger the tits.
Never a big fan of guy talk, Lock shook his head and said, I promised her Id stay.
The She-wolf?
No. He motioned to the recovery room. The tigon.
Wow. Got a tigon in there and a wolfdog out there. Two hybrids in one weekendthats gotta be a record for us.
Im not leaving.
Yeah, ya are. Or I can arrest your dumb ass and you can enjoy some time in our lovely jail.
I havent done anything wrong.
Part of my job is preventing anything from happening as much as it is to fix things when they do happen.
You dont leave, that cat goes postal, you slap him around, the She-wolf calls her itty-bitty friends and, like the dogs they are, they come running. Youll slap them around. At that point, Im back out here because the docs called me to get you off the property. Or, you can leave with me now and everybodys happy and breathing.
Everybodys happy but me.
Sacrifices have to be made, and we know that lion aint makin any if he can help it. Toots winked at him, motioned to the exitdoor. Come on, shorty. Lets go. You can seethe all the way back to Van Holtz territory.
Gee, thanks.
How did he let this happen? Hed promised Mitch hed take care of Gwen. One weekend out, and shed been assaulted by interloping wolves and mooned over by that imbecile bear.
Talk about dropping the ball.
Blayne stormed back into the waiting room. At five-eleven, she was a good three inches taller than Gwen, but both hybrids were still pretty small as human compared to most of the breeds they were mixed with.
You called the cops? Blayne accused and Brendon could only stare at her.
What?
You called the cops on the bear! I was standing out front and I saw them driving away in the Rangers SUV.
Not sure what she was talking about, but not in the mood to get into a fight with a woman who would happily have a verbal argument with lint, Bren could only shrug. I dont know what youre talking about.
It was me, Ronnie cut in and they both looked at her.
Im sorry, darlin, Ronnie said simply, but he needed to go.
Why? Blayne demanded, looking surprisingly angry over a bear she didnt even know.
Because he didnt need to be here. Ronnies voice was calm and very controlled, which Bren knew was not a good thing. Happy and sunny equaled good. Calm and controlled equaled wolfdog without her head.
I dont think that was your decision to make, Blayne practically snarled.
And I think you should suck my
Why dont you check on Gwen, Bren quickly cut in, grabbing Ronnies hand and intertwining their fingers before she could finish that particular sentence. Shell be waking up soon.
With a loud and rather dramatic sigh, the wolfdog stormed off, and Bren kissed the back of Ronnies knuckles. Thanks.
Ronnies bubbling anger slipped away and she smiled at Bren. Gwen will be okay.
Yeah, but
And theres no need to call Mitch about this.
He winced. Are you sure?
You wanna see that little mixed-breed feline really mad at you, Brendon Shaw? You just call her brother back here over something like this. Take it from a baby sister who knows. You leave that boy right where he is and let us take care of Gwenie.
He nodded and pulled Ronnie over until she sat on his lap. Im so glad youre here.
She kissed his cheek and put her arms around his shoulders. Im glad, too. Did you see the claws on that bear? And he was aiming right for your pretty face, too!
