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the one.”
    Corey sneered. “I’m not your darlin’ . Don’t call me that. Just because my Beta is gay doesn’t mean I am. I assure you I like women, and only women. So you can back off before I knock you on your ass.”
    Devin leaned in closer. Corey was disgusted with himself that he was so aware of this man. His body had gone up a few degrees just being close to him. Maybe he’d missed it somewhere when he met Corrin. Devin was her twin, so his wires might be crossed and she was his real mate after all.
    “You could try,” Devin responded.
    He pushed even closer, and Corey gave him a shove. Devin fell back a step and came in again. Their arms locked in a contest of wills, pecs and biceps flexed. Corey’s hat fell off his head into the street. The bastard would pay for that.
    Devin gave an extra thrust and thumped Corey into the door. He followed up by bringing his huge body in close. Their cocks were at the same level, rubbing. Corey expelled a breath in shock and fear.
    “I’m not your mate,” he ground out in desperation.
    “Prove it,” Devin insisted. “Have sex with me.”
    “Are you insane? I don’t want you, you fuck!”
    Just as he knew it would, Devin’s gaze dropped when they had less than two inches between them. He offered a knowing smile that made Corey grit his teeth and growl low in his throat.
    “Your hard cock tells me otherwise, my friend.” Devin demonstrated what they both knew by moving his hips a little. Corey’s cock twitched at feeling Devin’s move against it.
    “Why would I ever want someone like you?” Corey said, grasping at anything to make the man back off. “You’re not even a full-blooded fenrir.”
    He felt the pain in his heart while he didn’t see any change in Devin’s expression at all. Devin released him and took a step back. Not enough, but it was a start. Corey had no problem with whoever his mate was not being full-blooded fenrir. Even if that person was human or another type of shifter, it didn’t matter. But this man was absolutely not his mate.
    What he couldn’t explain was why he felt Devin’s pain and why it bothered him so much that he’d hurt him with his words.
    Devin remained quiet for a few minutes, and Corey hoped he was coming to terms with his rejection. When he spoke, his tone was low and emotionless. “My sister and I are lone wolves right now, having no pack. We request sanctuary with yours.
    “No.” He’d been about to say hell no. Corey bent to pick up his hat and dust it off then crossed his arms over his chest.
    Devin glared at him. “I’ve heard from others that your group has land, that you’ll take in even those who aren’t wolf shifters. You can’t turn us away.”
    Corey was about to do just that when Blaine and Corrin walked up. Blaine clapped Devin on the shoulder. Again, Corey wanted to thrust the hand away from Devin.
    “Of course Corey will take you in.” He looked at Corey smiling. “He knows we’re known to take in strays. He’d never turn away those in need of help.”
    Corey stood his ground. “We did that before, and look where it got us, Blaine . That other pack, remember? Maybe he’s a spy. Why should I take him in? Seems a little too eager to get up to our grounds.”
    While he spoke, Corey put more space between himself and Devin. For the time being, Blaine seemed too preoccupied with convincing him to take in Devin and his sister to note the tent in Corey’s pants. This was because he was horny. He’d find a woman the first chance he got to ease the itch he was feeling. He glanced at Corrin, whose head was lowered. Again, he felt no attraction to her. Her quietness grated more than drew him. His head wasn’t screwed on right. Maybe if he touched her…
    Devin stepped into his line of sight, blocking his sister. The challenge in his gaze was both possessive and protective. Corey drew back. Just who was he possessive of—his sister? That was disgusting. And Devin couldn’t be jealous of him