his side. Not against her brother, but against a challenge.
He unlocked the door and pulled it open when she was still several feet away.
Surprise crossed her face before she wiped it with a look of determination. She nodded at him as she passed beside him to enter.
He closed the door behind her, leaving the sign on ‘Closed’.
She walked around the shop, taking in his pride and joy. He let her prowl and admired her as she roamed. After several minutes, she paused and turned to him.
“We have a problem,” she told him.
“Just one?” he asked, crossing his arms.
She laughed. “One problem at a time, I think.”
“Okay.” He waved to one of the couches. “Have a seat.”
She sat down and he chose one of the other chairs so he could be directly in front of her. He wanted to sit close but he wasn’t sure if he did that he would be able to keep his hands off her.
It was better that he put some distance between them, for now anyway. She smelt clean and fresh. He closed his eyes briefly and breathed in deep, pulling her scent inside him.
When he opened his eyes, he saw her staring down at her hands.
“Which problem would you like to discuss today?” he asked. He didn’t like the thought of her being upset. The urge to join her on the couch was strong once again.
“Our brothers.”
He tensed. He didn’t mean to but it was a reaction he couldn’t hide. As soon as he did, she shifted away from him. He took several deep breaths in hopes of calming himself and putting her at ease.
“I have heard rumours,” he admitted, not wanting to give too much away until he knew her stance. “It concerns me.”
“It concerns you? That’s all you have to say? Just an everyday nuisance?” she accused. “Don’t you want to do something to stop it?”
He laughed. This spitfire of a woman was sure intriguing. “You’ve been here, what? Twelve hours? I have been here for weeks. In all that time, not one person has asked my opinion. And if they did, I would tell them that Cameron chose his replacement and the members of this community need to accept it.”
She frowned and shook her head. “What’s your brother going to do about it?”
“What’s my brother going to do? Are you saying Brandon is going to challenge?”
“No!” she practically yelled. She caught herself and cleared her throat. “No, I’m not saying that. But there are people in this town who don’t want your brother to be Alpha. He needs to address it.”
He was amused. Even though the entire situation was serious, he admired the woman sitting across from him. “My brother plans on accepting the position of the Alpha of the Midessa pack as requested by the current Alpha Cameron King,” he told her formally. “He does not have to prove his worth to anyone and does not have to ask permission. This has already been decided.”
She snorted. “Nice. Nicely worded.”
He was glad she appreciated it.
“And you know that was a bullshit answer. I didn’t expect that from you. Maybe from Ben, but I thought you would shoot a little straighter.”
He tensed and a growl slipped out. “What do you know about Ben?”
“Not much. Doesn’t seem like anyone knows much more than he keeps to himself and he’s very smart.”
Her words filled him with pride. Ben was smart, even though that was why he kept to himself so much. Being bullied as a kid would do that to you. Dylan and RJ had done their best to protect him, but they hadn’t always been around.
“Dylan hasn’t been around much, either. Spending all his time with Cameron,” she commented.
“He does have a new Pack to learn about,” RJ replied easily.
“Then there’s you. You placed yourself right smack in the middle of town, you mix with the community and stay visible. Like you’re trying to take everyone’s attention from your brothers.”
She was smart. But so was he. “And you. The big-city girl comes home, asks around about the Cross brothers, and thinks she knows it