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left?” Without saying anything to her? Without so much as a “good luck with the disaster”?
    All the air left her sails. Of course he did. He had his own troubles to deal with.
    But then a grin slipped into place. Maybe when she got this mess straightened out, she’d go check on him. For now, she needed to get to Red Cap.

Chapter Four
     
    Blister brought his own ladder and tools just in case Annie didn’t have what he needed. It was almost noon, and he intended to have the bad part of the roof covered with plastic before she returned.
    Something changed in him last night. It was as simple as Annie falling asleep next to him. The trust it took for her to sleep with only him around, it humbled him. He’d stayed awake all night watching her. Not watching over her—though he did that too—but actually seeing her. It was just like he’d assumed. She was so pure, so innocent, giving freely of herself to the benefit of others. She was genuinely kind, and she expected others to be too.
    He wanted to meet her expectations.
    Fate had taken the kindest soul and given it to him as a mate. To make up for how cruel life had been. And even though he would never claim her, he wouldn’t abandon her. He’d had it all wrong in the beginning. Avoiding her was cruel and selfish. She needed him, and he was going to make sure she was taken care of.
    But he wouldn’t be annoying. He nodded to himself, hammering a nail through the plastic sheet and into the roof. He would be sure she had what she needed but he’d do it while making himself scarce.
    His phone buzzed and he hooked the hammer in his belt so he could answer it.
    “Yeah.”
    “It’s Ella. Drake wants to know why there’s a cat on our property. His words, not mine. Looks like a regular old guy to me, but Drake swears he’s a shifter and he’s, uh… not exactly happy.”
    Damn, that was fast.
    “I called ‘em. They’re here to help.”
    “He says they’re here to help,” she called.
    He heard an annoyed voice carry through the phone. “See? Told you, asshole.”
    And then, “Help with what?” His alpha sounded like he was ready to skin the cat.
    Blister sighed. He’d been in such a hurry to get the roof fixed he forgot to talk to Drake.
    “They’re here to fix Annie’s house,” he grumbled. “I told them they could stay at the club while they were here.”
    “Aw, that’s sweet, Blist—Oh! Excuse you , mister. I was talking.”
    “Give me the phone, Ella,” Drake growled.
    She sighed into the receiver. “Fine. But you’ll pay for that later.”
    There was a rustling and then Drake’s angry voice came down the line. “Tell me you didn’t invite the cats to hang at our club for the week.”
    “They’re not here to hang. They’re going to fix Annie’s house. But they need a place to stay.”
    A rumble came through, showing Drake’s frustration.
    “You know the crew from Ouachita’s the best. Come on. She’s… she’s practically one of us now. We need to help her, and none of us know shit about construction.”
    Drake’s answer was much quieter. So small in fact, that Blister had to strain to hear him above the tree removal happening down below.
    “Is that what this is, Blister? She yours?”
    Blister didn’t answer. He wouldn’t lie to his alpha, but he didn’t want anyone to know who Annie was to him.
    Drake chuckled, his whole countenance changing. “I believe your words earlier were, ‘mated or not, if either of you look at her I’ll fucking shred you’. That sound about right?”
    Blister felt his face go crimson. He had no right to be throwing out threats like that. He couldn’t let himself get possessive of her. She wasn’t his. Not really. Just because fate intended her for him didn’t mean it was going to happen. It was exactly what the name implied, an intended mate. The intention was there. Whether it happened or not depended solely on the people involved.
    “I don’t care who looks at her. It was only a matter of