fate, but he wouldn’t go down without a fight. That he swore.
“I’ll fight whatever I damn well please.” Tim growled at his twin and snarled when Allie backed away from him, straight into Rafe’s arms.
He didn’t like the fact that she was afraid of him and he liked even less the idea that she would accept his brother’s arms around her while she ran from him. But he refused to give in to the instincts that were clamoring for him to claim her as his own. He’d never fought his twin over a woman and he refused to start now.
“You behave civilly, Tim, or I’ll kick your ass myself.” Rafe’s arms tightened around Allie’s shoulders, pulling her back against his chest and cradling her close. Her sky blue eyes were wide with apprehension and Tim didn’t like that he’d put that look on her beautiful face. Stubborn to the core though, he refused to give in and apologize. He scowled and turned away.
“Don’t mind him, sweetheart,” he head Rafe say, “sometimes I think he’s a bear instead of a wolf, he’s so snarly. Don’t let him ruin your party.” He heard a smacking sound and looked back to see Rafe kissing
her temple, his gaze meeting his brother’s with a dangerous light. “Let’s get you something to drink and introduce you around. There’s lots of folks here who want to meet you tonight.” With a deliberate look at his brother, Rafe tucked her little hand into the crook of his arm and led her off in the direction of the small kitchen.
Tim steamed, watching after them silently when he’d like nothing better than to tackle her, drag her to the floor and fuck her brains out. But that would never do.
A few hours later Allie was completely overwhelmed. Rafe stayed by her side, introducing her around to everyone and continuing the amusing banter that kept her on her toes. Tim watched her with angry eyes that made her uncomfortable, but Rafe shot his brother some well-aimed comments that had him behaving for the most part. Betina came and went, introducing her to various people while she enjoyed the party herself, and her aunt and uncle chatted for a few minutes before taking their leave.
Aunt Jillian left early in deference to her “delicate condition”, though she’d wanted to stay. Her mate, Ryan, had interceded rather forcefully on that one. The look on his face spoke volumes of the love between the two and for a short moment Allie wished, just once, a man would look at her with the eyes of love.
At about two in the morning, most of the well wishers gravitated toward the backyard. Rafe escorted her outside as the first of the guests started shifting into whatever animal with which they shared their spirit.
“It’s time to run,” Rafe whispered in her ear as she watched, openmouthed, as a huge man who’d been introduced to her as Rocky changed into a grizzly bear not ten yards from where she stood.
She noticed Tim taking off his shirt to her left as Rafe continued to hold her right arm politely. She wondered if they all planned to leave this
way, leaving heaps of clothing in her new backyard. A small, almost hysterical giggle left her throat as she spotted Betina coming out the back door and making her way toward them.
“Are you going to, uh, run, too?” Allie felt shy asking such a question of Rafe, but he just smiled and patted her hand.
“My surly brother will lead the pack alone tonight if you want me to keep you company. I don’t mind staying by your side, sweetheart.” But she could almost feel his longing to run with his twin and their pack. She could practically taste the energy coming off him in waves as he watched each new animal take to the woods. Making a decision, she released his arm and stepped back.
“You’ve been more than kind to me tonight, Rafe, but now it’s your turn to have some fun.”
“I’ll keep her company until you all come back for your things, and we’ll cook up some breakfast.” Betina came to her rescue, facing down both brothers.