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them.  He shrugged internally.  What’s the worst that could happen?  A few Alphas come and I get to kick some ass.  It’ll be fun.   His wolf gave a bored yawn at the prospect of battle.
    For the past seven years, Barron had lived in the wilds of British Columbia with Delano Bowden, Gray Kincaid, and Wren Prime.  Alphas all, and each battle born, but unwilling to claim their positions.  Instead, they’d formed a previously-unheard-of pack of all Alphas and lived in wolf from.  They’d hunted and battled, not only each other, but the most vicious beasts in the forest.  None of them had ever given in or backed down, and the years had honed them into the fiercest of fighting machines.  He’d battled the best, and the prospect of anyone challenging him now was actually laughable.
    In front of him, Willa fidgeted.  He could tell she was debating, but he wouldn’t let her have the last word.  Turning, he strode to the door of the guesthouse.  “Have the boy bring dinner when it’s ready.”  Then the door slammed behind him as he disappeared into the pitiful excuse for quarters.  He’d stayed in worse.

Chapter 5
    That night, Willa barely slept.  It was hot, and the air was heavy with the weight of mid-summer.  At dinner time, she’d watched from the porch as Arden carried a plate out to Barron.  The boy knocked once on the guesthouse door then opened it to slide the plate in on the floor before he turned to walk back to the house.  Willa could tell by the rigid lines of his body that he wanted to hurry, but his heart refused to let him.  She smiled, wishing she knew how to teach him to be an Alpha.
    After dinner, she secured the house.  Silly, she knew.  If Barron wanted in, one kick to either of the rickety doors would do the trick.  Still, she knew it made the younger ones feel more secure to see her making a show of latching all the windows and bolting both the front and back doors.  Once the house was secure she sent them to their rooms.  Arden hadn’t wanted to go, but she’d finally made him by having him promise to keep Jase protected.  Arden’s chest had puffed out and he’d nodded once before leading Jase down to the basement.
    Willa stayed awake, too afraid to fall asleep with a strange Alpha resting feet from her door.  She busied herself cleaning, glad her earlier weakness had faded.  First, she’d scrubbed the kitchen, periodic peeks out the window assuring her the night was still, the guest house dark and silent, with no sign of Barron.
    After the kitchen, she moved on to polishing the banister on the stairs.  Their house was kept clean, and as old as it was, it was built with detailed craftsmanship that wasn’t present in newer homes.  Still, it was old, and there was a lot that needed work or to be all-out replaced.  Even after she’d scrubbed the old oven for forty-five minutes, it still refused to shine.  Willa thought of replacing it often, but knew they couldn’t afford it.  She, Keryn, and Cortez were the only three who had worked.  When Garner fell ill, she’d pulled Keryn and Cortez from their employment to watch over the ailing Alpha and the young pack, leaving her as the sole bread winner.  It wasn’t easy, especially with the nearest town thirty miles away.  It was a small town, and she was lucky to get her position waiting tables at the lone diner.  It wasn’t much, but it was something.
    Near dawn, she finally made her way up to her room.  Peeling back the curtain, she opened her window a fraction and peered down at the guesthouse.  Still dark.  She was watching it silently, wondering about the large, brooding alpha within, when a glint of light caught her attention.  Eyes.  Eyes staring up at her from the cover of the darkened woods.  She recognized the eyes.  A wolf’s eyes.  Golden and glowing, they stared at her and she back at him…at Barron.
    Suddenly, she realized it was hot.  She was hot, and it had nothing to do with the