was being challenged as the Alpha, but because his feelings had been hurt when Alison showed that she cared for William as well. When he had overheard them together it was not Gerald taking advantage of the captive, but them sharing the same thing he had shared with her. He tried to keep the dangerous tone out of his voice when he replied.
“I will not share her with anyone, and that includes you Gerald.”
The Alpha’s ears flattened against the side of his head and a threatening growl formed in the back of his throat.
“That is not your decision! You will learn your place or I will put you in it personally,” he said.
In their beast forms the two men were much easier to provoke and a confrontation was now unavoidable. William fell to all fours to match the battle stance of Gerald. The hackles on their backs rose as they circled one another, preparing to brutally strike.
Before that could happen they heard Alison’s voice call out.
“No!” she shouted. “No, you will not do this over me.” The two men were shocked that she had managed to sneak up on them because their attention was so focused on each other. Because they had been fighting they had been so distracted they had allowed themselves to be surprised, and that was something they had never permitted to happen before.
“There is too much to worry about now,” she said, “to be fighting with each other. You have lost your home but we need to find a new one, and we have to do it together.”
She reached out to take Gerald’s clawed hand in hers and extended the other to William. He paused for just the briefest second before taking it in his. She pulled the two men together to her, very close.
“I need both out you on my side, not at each other’s throats,” she whispered to them. “It’s important because I have a plan, and if it is going to work we can’t just be friends or lovers, we need to all be the Pride. You will have to find it in your hearts to trust me.”
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S ebastian threw his laptop against the wall of his office. It smashed spectacularly into pieces and fell to the floor. His team had breached the lair of his prey, had them in their sights, and let them escape! It was infuriating to once again be so close to his desires only to have it slip through his fingers.
The team had brought back an assortment of items from the den of the cat men. Pieces of art that had been thought lost, gold, jewelry, a treasure of artifacts. To any other man it would have been considered prize enough, but Sebastian could not have cared less about them. More money to toss on the pile, money that didn’t matter without reaching the goal.
Impotent with rage he slammed himself down into his chair and glowered at the disaster he had made of his office. The cleaning people would have a mess to clean up and he didn’t give a shit.
Now what would he do? He had no leads and since the prey now had knowledge of his pursuit, they would flee someplace far away and everything would have to start over. He didn’t know if he had that much time left in his life, it would take years to reestablish his work that was done here.
His desk phone was beeping now from where it had fallen on the floor during his tantrum. It was the tone that played when a phone was left off the hook for too long with no one on the other line. He reached down and sat the receiver on the button to silence it. It startled him when it rang just as he was taking his hand away.
Not really wanting to talk to anyone until he calmed down he considered just ignoring it, but decided it would be best to just answer it and take out his rage on whoever dared call him right now. He picked it up.
“Gold,” he said, and waited.
“Mr. Gold, this is Office Dayton in the lobby, we have someone here and I think you need to meet her,” came the reply. Sebastian sneered and got ready to berate the man for bothering him with nonsense.
“And