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won’t happen again.”
Casey sighed. “No, I don’t reckon it will.”
Chapter Three
    Waiting around was never Ryder’s favourite thing to do, and he didn’t think he needed to stay right there in his room until Maarten Visser arrived. Nathan had only said Ryder was in charge of showing the guy around. He hadn’t commanded Ryder to sit and twiddle his thumbs like an obedient little boy, nor had he told Ryder he’d be bringing Maarten to Ryder’s place. Someone would find him, he was sure, when Nathan was ready for him.
    Ryder was bored, and he wanted to get out and study the compound, memorise the layout and look for weak spots in the security. He was by no means an expert on such stuff, but he wasn’t going to learn anything by lazing around on his ass all day. It’d also be a good opportunity for him to work on not saying anything stupid.
    Who knew, he might even find someone he was interested in enough to fuck. It’d been a long time since he’d got laid, and longer still since he’d been sober enough to really enjoy it. Most of the time when he’d had sex once he’d become hooked on drugs, the act itself had been a means to get more drugs, not something he did for pleasure.
    Sometimes Ryder didn’t know how he’d managed to survive into his thirties, and if he were honest with himself, he was beginning to be glad he’d been turned into a wolf shifter. At least now he wasn’t a slave to the drugs like he had been before. He’d never have had the willpower to quit them on his own—and he’d never have got another chance to have a real relationship with his brother Harley, either. Didn’t mean he wasn’t still glad that Drake was dead.
    “I wonder what’s gonna happen to the others.” Ryder stood and stretched, his back popping and making him moan. Jesus, there was nothing like reaching up and arching until your bones made that sound. He ran his hands down his chest when he was done, and that felt pretty good, so he did it again. His nipples poked up, and Ryder gave them each a pinch.
    Maybe I should really look more, see if I can’t get laid by some willing stud. The compound’s big enough, there should be someone interested in getting laid. Ryder tweaked his nipples again and his cock began to perk up. No, he needed to be like Marcus, focused, smart, calm and deadly. Bet Marcus isn’t like that when he’s fucking Nathan. He’d hold Nathan down and take him—
    Getting hard from that train of thought was a no-no. Ryder really didn’t want to be popping wood around Marcus or Nathan. He went into the bathroom and checked his appearance. It wouldn’t hurt to keep an eye out for a potential piece of ass, or whatever he might be able to get. There was a chance his dry spell would end.
    Ryder was thick-muscled, tall and hairy, so he should appeal to the twinks with bear kinks. He had straight auburn hair that hung to his shoulders, and green-grey eyes. His face was okay, kind of rough and tumble, his chin too square and his jaw too wide, but he wasn’t outright ugly.
    He ran his hands through his hair and scrubbed at the stubble on his cheeks. He’d leave that, too. It’d make a pretty burn on someone’s fair skin, should he get the chance to mark them. Ryder strode to his door and pulled it open just in time to have Nathan slam his fist against Ryder’s chest.
    “Shit!” Ryder yelped, slapping a hand to his chest in case his heart tried to burst right out of there. Nathan had startled the daylights out of him.
“No kidding,” Nathan said as he put a hand to his own throat. “I didn’t hear you coming. Mind was elsewhere, I guess.”
“Ungh.” Ryder closed his eyes and pulled himself together before opening them again. “What’d you need? If you came to check on Maarten, no, I haven’t met him yet. Or are you taking me to him? I don’t know what you want me to do with him.”
“Nothing as of yet. He’s on the grounds, but Casey is handling him.” Nathan smirked. “I should