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totally knew his friend had been fucking up with Sophie, but not to this extent.
    “No way am I getting in the middle of this.” Ty shook his head and tried to pull out of Grady’s grasp. “Let go, cat.”
    “Come on, Sheriff . You’ve got to have something to nail Sheridan on. The mangy wolf is always causing trouble.”
    Ty sighed. “Actually, it’s Dean and Monty causing most of the trouble.”
    “Bullshit. The gray wolves started it.”
    Ty cocked his hat back. “I don’t give a shit who started it. All I know is every time I need to clean up some mess involving the wolves, Dean and Monty aren’t too far off. The wolves end up smelling like roses while our pridemates look guiltier than sin. I mean, damn. Can’t Dean at least try to not get caught? I thought he was smarter than that. Monty, I’m not so sure about. I think he’s one wolf born for trouble.”
    “Yeah.” Grady growled low. “But he’s family—pride. No way in hell does it sit right some shaggy dog gets my buddy’s girl. Monty’s into Sophie, big time. If you won’t help—”
    “Nothing legally I can do.”
    “Then I’ll grab Dean and Burke. Between the three of us, we’ll come up with something.”
    “God help us. Cats plotting without a fox’s brain to back them up.” Ty looked up at the sky and groaned. “Oh hell, wait up. I’m coming with you.”

Chapter Three
    Sophie smiled at Rafe over the table. The raptor-run restaurant catered to a more discreet, upper-class crowd. Which made her wonder what the heck she was doing there. She’d let Rafe order for her, since he clearly knew his wines better than she did. He paired their venison with an aged Bordeaux. To her surprise, she liked the meal. As much as she liked her companion.
    For all that Rafe could be dominant, he’d pulled back on his aggressive tendencies and treated her with a gentle courtesy that had her warming up to the man. Not once did he bully or push her into anything. From walking with her from her house to the nearby restaurant to letting her choose the movie they’d see after dinner, he’d been the perfect partner on this clear, cool evening.
    The waiter took away their plates. “Dessert?”
    Rafe cocked an eyebrow. “Sophie? Up to you, sweetheart.”
    She flushed. Sweetheart. Okay, so she was a sucker for romance. The unbidden thought that the wrong man was calling her pet names intruded, and she brushed it away, annoyed with Monty all over again. “Um, the flan?”
    Rafe nodded to the waiter, who left to place the order. “Sophie, thanks for coming out with me tonight.”
    “Sure. This has been fun.”
    He smiled. Oh, wow. Gabby had called it. Rafe had looks and a presence that screamed sexy. Short black hair framed a face fierce with power. His blue eyes were darker than Monty’s, but just as dangerous. He never looked like less than the predator he was. Odd how on Monty that dangerous mien worked, yet on Rafe, that feral quality scared her.
    As if sensing her distress, he relaxed and forced a smile. “I know this probably isn’t the place to say this, but I want you to know how glad I am you joined the order. Your first year in Cougar Falls was a challenge, from what I hear. I would have eased your entry into all this, but I was busy.”
    Busy kicking Dylan Seaver out of the alpha position. And good riddance. She’d been scared of her own shadow most of the time, and dealing with the wolves of the old order had made her transition into Cougar Falls even harder. “Thanks to the town council, I didn’t have to rush to join a clan.” In Cougar Falls, an Ac-taw without a clan didn’t belong. He or she could visit but not stay. Sophie’s circumstances had been unusual.
    “And I don’t imagine joining Dylan’s gang would have been inviting.” He grimaced. “I’m just sorry I wasn’t here sooner to set things right. The things he’s done to our wolves…”
    The look in his eyes had her leaning back, away from all that rage. The second