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that come with the taste of freshly spilled blood,” he growled. “We can’t afford the other emotions, Caine. Full blood humans have courts and laws that protect property,” he noted.
    “We have only our pack.”
    Caine knew this. And he knew that his pack was in danger of losing its territory. The realization that his brother was partially right in his way of thinking made Caine’s eyes swing around to meet his twin’s. The look on Luke’s face told Caine that his rage, the human emotion that had often been this wolf’s weakest trait, was still controlling him.
    Luke nodded. “You think she understood us, don’t you?” he asked sarcastically. “You think that she somehow knew what we were.” He smiled before raising his eyebrow at his brother. “I’ll tell you what she understood, Caine. She understood that Lee was the most vulnerable. And she understood that we were too preoccupied with trying to piss on each other to see what she was doing with that gun.”
    Caine shook his head but pulled his eyes to the side to look at his brother. “She won’t hurt him.”
    Luke grunted a laugh. “You don’t know that.”
    Caine shook his head harder this time. “She won’t.” Caine kept his eyes locked with his brother’s.
    Luke motioned with his hands and shook his head.
    “She shot him!”
    “It was a tranquilizer gun,” Caine stated. Almost convincingly.
    Luke seemed to hear the doubt. He grumbled and narrowed his eyes.
    “You saw it?”
    Caine shook his head.
    “It sounded like an air rifle.” Caine shook his head again. “It wasn’t a real gun.”
    “Caine, he dropped like a…”
    “He’s all right, Luke!”
    The men stared at each other with a hatred that only their love for one another could keep from killing them or driving them apart. Caine finally broke the silence again. Quietly this time. Attempting to soothe some of his twin’s rage. And his pain.
    “He’s fine.”
    He nodded and watched as Luke’s head slowly began to mimic his own.
    “And I’m telling you, she somehow understood.”
    Caine watched his brother’s face relax somewhat. A scary sight this soon after one of their battles. For Luke, the quiet always came after the storm. And when it happened this soon, it always led to more bad weather.
    “Like Meagan knew,” Luke said calmly. “Like Meagan understood us, right?”
    Caine cautiously kept his eyes on his brother at the mention of his late wife’s name. The smile that curled Luke’s lips caused the scar on his cheek to pucker and distort. The scar, or more precisely what it represented, and three minutes were the only things that had ever come between the men in the nearly thirty years they had lived.
    Luke pointed to his scar. “You see this, Caine? This is what distinguishes the beta from the alpha in this pack.” Caine’s eyes avoided the scar. “And not a day goes by that I don’t thank God that you had the strength to do this to me.”
    Caine’s eyes fought looking at his twin. Luke had earned his injury with his impatience to breed with Caine’s first bitch. And not a day went by that Caine hated the fact that he’d had to disfigure him in order to prevent him from ever posing as the alpha male again.
    “ This is what being the alpha is about,” Luke dragged his finger down the scar. “Doing whatever it takes to protect the pack,” he added. “Regardless of whatever human emotions that alpha feels.”
    Luke’s words jarred Caine with their inaccuracy. Only occasionally did he admit to himself that his anger had been more over the possibility that Luke had made love to Meagan than because he’d gone against the rules of the pack.
    “So, tell me, Caine,” Luke tightened his arms across his chest, “do you think this bitch is going to understand when you tell her that her job is to breed for us?” Luke snorted a laugh. “Think she’ll understand when you admit to her that we were both going to fuck her tonight regardless of whether or not