The Boy and His Wolf Read Free Page B

What are you talking about?” My voice rang in the small bathroom. “When was I shunned from coming back?”
    He still wouldn’t look at me. He just kept staring at my scar. I put my hand over it and turned away.
    “ You left this place for a reason. It’s not safe here. Especially not now.”
    That was obvious.
    “ Why do you think I came back? Richton was just murdered. Someone is obviously after the pack and I think my welcome committee just proved that.”
    “ Who all knew you were coming home?” Dash asked.
    Coming home. He referred to Amber Pines as my home. When I didn’t answer, he grabbed my arms and leaned into me.
    “ Who did you tell, Tanner.” The wolf growl rumbled along his words.
    “ Marco and my dad.” I finally let out. “Geez.”
    He was touching me again and the smoky wood scent that emitted from his hot skin overpowered me. I couldn’t smell anything else. Couldn’t think of anything else. This was Dash, this smell exactly. It was as if he fought fires all night and then spent the morning tanning in the sun. I could easily fall back into my old pattern of licking that scent off of every inch of his body.
    “ Doesn’t add up…neither would betray us.” He shook his head defiantly. “Who else did you tell?”
    “ Nobody.” I insisted. “But who were those wolves?”
    “ Never seen them before.” His eyes danced wildly, searching invisible memories.
    “ So you have no idea why I was targeted?” Most days I felt like I had a supernatural bulls eye on my back.
    “ I’m thinking, dammit.” He turned, looking away.
    And just like that he went from mouthwatering Dash to pompous ass that I really wanted to slug in the jaw. I wasn’t some disobedient child that he could tell off.
    Dash’s fist slammed against the wall. “This is exactly what I knew would happen. You’re here for five minutes and you’re almost killed. I knew you would walk back into all of this.”
    “ I didn’t walk back into anything.” I jabbed my hand at his perfectly shaped peck. “The only reason I came back was to make sure my friends and my father were ok. And for the record, you’re not my Alpha, Dash. You don’t tell me what to do.”
    Anger and guilt pounded in my ears and the room began to close in around me. I needed to get out of here. I needed to get away from Dash and his stupid face. This was all a mistake, just like I originally told myself. I was an idiot for ever coming back here.
    “ Get out of my way.” I pushed past him and headed for the stairs, wanting nothing more than the familiar confines of my Chevy. Screw this town and screw Dash…not literally this time.
    “ Where are you going?” He was in step behind me.
    “ None of your business, now get out of my house.” I flew down the stairs like they were on fire.
    “ You’re not safe out there.” Dash caught my arm.
    “ Whatever.” I ripped myself from his grasp.
    I was spun around and he was instantly looming over me. Again.
    “ What part of it not being safe out here do you not understand?” His voice sliced through sharp lips.
    “ Why do you care? You made it very clear you don’t want me here.”
    “ Of course I care.” His brow crunched in confusion.
    What? If he really cared then he did a shit job of showing it. Sure, he helped save my life from rogue wolves, but he practically blamed me for it.
    “ You think I don’t care?” His voice shook with anger.
    I wanted to stay angry. I wanted to get in my car and leave. Show this place I was better than it, but guilt tugged me closer to him.
    “ Do you?” The words came out like a scared child, wanting to trust but not sure how.
    Dash’s lips relaxed from pursed white to only slightly tense pink. His head looked down and away like a shamed puppy. “How could you ever doubt that?”
    My heart pulled the emergency brake and left me skidding out of place. Dash still cared? Dash still cared. My face performed a five act play of different emotions while I tried to