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may have been batting zero in certain aspects of his personality, but his cock had certainly been worth the price of admission.
    Fuck , the man was going to drive her insane.
    She closed her eyes and balled her hands into fists at her sides. She could be calm and composed. “I heard Christina clawed you up.”
    Sweet little Christina—the prayerful one from the day of the matches. She was the kind of woman who wouldn’t hurt a fly. During a grocery outing with Mrs. Carbone and the other mates, Lisa had observed Christina to be the kind of woman who’d go out of her way to not step on a worm on a wet sidewalk. But apparently, even an unassertive wolf like her had limits.
    He shrugged. “Just a little swipe. I shifted soon after, so the cuts went away.”
    “What’d you do to earn it? Keep in mind that I already know.”
    “So why bother asking?”
    “Because I want to hear your side of the story. Perhaps I’m missing something. Maybe you’re not actually that big of a jerk, and people just overstate things because you’re large and imposing.”
    He scoffed. “Imposing, huh? Doesn’t seem to affect you one way or the other.”
    “I’m immune to that bullshit and so much worse, let me tell you. Now you tell me , what did you do?”
    “Usual shit. I was yanking Beast’s chain a little. He’s used to it.”
    “Anton, you mean.”
    “ Beast . We all have nicknames.”
    “Really? What’s yours? I haven’t heard it yet.”
    Again, he shrugged.
    “I see.” She tapped her foot impatiently. “Well, let me tell you what I heard. I heard that you were talking shit to Anton, and Christina didn’t like it, so she gave you a swipe.”
    “Sounds about right. I’m sure you would have done the same thing.”
    “For you?”
    “Yeah.” He leaned sideways a bit as if to see the television around her body.
    She turned and pressed the game console’s power button with her foot.
    “Goddammit.”
    “I don’t know if I’d do it for you, to be honest. I might have thought you deserved the insult. You just can’t keep your mouth shut, can you? Not everything in life is a pissing contest.”
    He put his booted feet up onto the coffee table and crossed his legs at the ankles. “Oh, but it is. It’s just one big pissing contest. That’s what happens when you have the makings of five alphas in one confined area. Some of us handle it differently than others. Beast somehow manages to compartmentalize that shit. Loner keeps himself separate from everyone. Scion just puts his head down and tries to find shit to distract himself from all of the compulsions. Me?” Once more, he shrugged. “I crack jokes.”
    “You’re trying to start fights.”
    “No, no, no, princess. I’m not trying to. Wolves try to assert their dominance whenever possible, and I often do it with words.”
    She was going to break him out of calling her “princess” somehow and some way, but at the moment, it was the least of her problems. “How’s that dominance thing working out for you?”
    He turned his hands over. “It is what it is. Doesn’t seem to be working so well on you, huh?”
    “Like I said, I’m immune to that shit. I’m an alpha’s worst nightmare.”
    “I’ll say. You won’t consider me dominant in my own house?”
    “Well, you do seem to think you’re the one running it.”
    “You haven’t even been here a week yet.”
    “That’s right. When I commit to something, I commit one hundred percent. I said I’d stay and be your mate, but I’m not the complacent sort of girl who’s going to coast on the status quo. You’re thirty-four years old. You need to do better.”
    He scoffed. “You throwing my age into this, princess? You’re no spring chicken. You and those pretty tits of yours are twenty-eight, and as far as I can see, you haven’t solved any major world crises yet. What, precisely, should I be aspiring to? I’ve got a roof over my head, a pretty good job, and scheduled downtime. That’s far more than