Dry desert dust coated Rebel’s boots as he and Lily approached the Gold Tooth’s entrance. Flashing neon signage illuminated the hard Texas ground, and the loud sounds of country music mixed with dinging slot machines filtered through the front doors. He couldn’t believe he’d allowed Murtagh to talk him into this. When the Scottish wolf had tracked him down in the middle of the Salmon Challis National Forest, he’d gone on a rant so long, Rebel had nearly fallen asleep halfway through—something about feminism and bodily autonomy and how he needed to allow Lily to make her own choices, even if those choices involved putting herself in a dangerous situation beside Walker Solomon. It had all sounded very reasonable at the time.
Rebel gripped Lily’s shoulder, stopping her short. “Are you sure you want do this?”
“You have a reputation to uphold. Ask me that once more, and I might think you care about me.” She smiPoker. The murderous bastard wanted to play poker. Lily strode toward the poker tables, drink in hand, her heels jabbing into the plush carpet with each angry step. She hadn’t expected to feel so much hatred and anger toward Walker Solomon, but the moment he’d sauntered up to the bar, she’d been hit with the full force of her rage.Not only had he killed one of her pack members in cold blood, but he was the sole wolf standing between her and the fate of their species. If he had even an ounce of loyalty to his kind, she and Rebel wouldn’t have to work for the information. The antidote would save the lives of thousands of pack and rebel wolves alike, but Solomon didn’t give one flying fuck. He only cared about how he could benefit.And that meant he was not only a cold-hearted killer but also a selfish, disloyal bastard.Lily slid into the seat across from Solomon at the poker table. The casino owner was babbling at the dealer—som
With Lily finally headed toward safety, Rebel dove back into the melee. Sterling, Boone, Daisy, and Yuri had managed to hold off Solomon’s men as Murtagh extricated Sophia from the wolf’s clutches. She was still alive, thanks to the Scot.Rebel couldn’t say the same for Solomon. At least not for long.Not with what Rebel was about to do to him.Rebel prowled toward Solomon’s office. He had watched the bastard escape there, bloodied and wounded, after his men had joined the brawl.It’d take more than a penknife to kill a wolf like him, and Rebel wouldn’t hesitate.Rebel prowled into the office. As he entered, Solomon’s back was turned toward him, his massive shoulders heaving with the excitement of battle. Blood trickled from his neck, but it was a second knife wound at his side that Solomon clutched. A pool of blood grew beneath his hand. But not enough to kill the bastard. From the look of it, Murtagh had left
Lily stood on the balcony of Rebel’s Southern California mansion. The hacienda-style architecture overlooked the Pacific Ocean. She leaned out over the balcony ledge, staring at the sea. The gentle rush of the tide rolling over the sand, coupled with the occasional squawk of seagulls in the distance, put her at ease. The sunset painted the soon-to-be night sky in various shades of orange, blue, and yellow as a cool saltwater breeze coated her face. She closed her eyes and took it all in. She’d never been to the ocean before. Hell, she could count the number of times she’d left Montana on one hand.A pair of footsteps approached. The sound of cowboy boots clopping against marble.Lily glanced over her shoulder as Rebel slid next to her. He leaned over the balcony beside her, resting his weight atop the ledge. She was surprised he was still here. She’d thought she was alone.“I thought you were headed down to Tijuana with Murtagh and yo
To say Rebel had dreaded this day for the past twenty years was an understatement. He’d always known he would return to Wolf Pack Run to claim his rightful place, but he’d expected to feel triumphant, righteous. And he couldn’t.Not when it felt like losing her all over again.He never should have involved her in this plan, but when he’d heard about the antidote, he’d seized the opportunity as a means to an end but also because deep down, he’d wanted to protect her, be close to her again, and that had been his mistake. He never should have tempted himself. He’d thought he could resist her, but he’d been a goddamn fool to ever think that he could. But now that he was here, it was already too late.And the dread that consumed him left him sick to his stomach.No. Not dread.Dread failed to capture the intensity of the vise grip that constricted and strangled his insides until he found it hard to speak.
Lily twisted toward him. Rebel. Anthony. Whoever he was to her.Past. Present.But not future as he’d said. Not now.He was watching her. Everyone was. Him, his men, her brother, the entire Grey Wolf Pack. They were waiting to see what her reaction would be, to see what she was made of, if she would crumble like the princess they all thought she was. She’d never liked the nickname he’d given her, but now her feelings for it bordered on hatred—and those feelings grew more intense with each second.She was no princess, and she’d show them that.“What do you mean, we’re not through?” she asked. She didn’t bother to swipe her tears away, but she wouldn’t allow any more to fall. Not in front of everyone. Not for him.“There’s still the matter of our deal.”She stepped several paces back toward them all. “What could you possibly ask of me?”&ldquo
That night, as Rebel was supposed to be sleeping, he lay awake, staring up at the explosion of stars that stretched for eternity across the forests of Big Sky Country, recollecting every subtle detail of Lily’s kiss. The slap he’d expected. He’d anticipated it even. He deserved it. He knew that, but the kiss she’d gifted him with had been unexpected.And the pain he’d felt from her during that kiss was slowly eating away at his insides.He was sprawled across the forest floor outside the small camp they’d erected just across the border of the Grey Wolf territory. He was supposed to be resting. Come sunset tomorrow, he was supposed to bring himself to fight the battle of his life, to reclaim his place as packmaster, a role that had been stolen from him, and when he won the battle, to change the lives of rebel wolves everywhere.But none of that seemed to matter anymore.Not without her.“Ye’ve finally re
It’d been nearly two weeks since Rebel and his men had left Wolf Pack Run with the reassurance that Maverick would work to widely distribute the antidote among all shifters of their kind—pack wolves or not. The antidote would prevent shifter blood from having any effect on the vampires, regardless of whether the vamps had received their dose of the serum. Additionally, once Maverick had agreed to loosen the restrictions the Grey Wolves had on allowing rebel wolves to join their pack, Rebel and his men had made their way back to Johnson Hollow. After the vampire raid, the barn had needed a significant amount of rebuilding, and they had been working on it ever since.The summer days were still long. In the past, he’d been grateful for that. It’d allowed him to escape himself and his identity as the Rebel as he buried himself in ranch work. Now, every time he headed out to replace one of the boards in the barn and glanced toward the hayloft, or especially
Rebel tilted his Stetson off his head, swiping at the sweat on his brow with a handkerchief he kept tucked in his back pocket. It was hotter than Hades inside the barn, and considering he’d been hammering away at these boards for the past two hours, the summer heat wouldn’t allow him to forget it.He grabbed the hammer to set to work again, but as he did, he heard a distressed-sounding whinny from where Bee was tied up just outside the barn. He followed the sound, taking the hammer with him as he went to investigate.When he found Bee where he’d left him tied, the mustang was stomping and fussing at a small squealing animal on the ground. Rebel raised a brow.No. That couldn’t possibly be Tucker, could it?If it was, he’d grown to nearly twice his size in just as many weeks.“Put down the hammer and step away from the pig.” Lily’s voice sounded from behind him as she approached from the other side of