long on this earth. He dealt
with men who tried to harm him and his just as he did most things…swiftly and
without any regret. And Max had made himself an enemy of her boss. “When will
he arrive?”
“I have.” They all turned to the doorway and
Noah smiled at them, not even bothering to hide his fangs as he usually did. “The
Calhouns. I have heard a great many things about your pack. It is my pleasure
to finally meet you.”
Chapter 2
Trent tried to focus on what the doctor was
telling him, but for the most part his mind was stuck on two words: heart
attack. He’d had a mild heart attack, and he would have more if he didn’t turn
his life around, and soon. He looked at his dad when he snapped his fingers in
front of his face.
“He’s talking to you. Are you listening?” Nodding,
Trent looked back at the doctor. He still didn’t have a clue what he was
talking about, so he looked at his dad again. “He’s telling you how lucky you
were that someone was there that could help you. Been up to any of us standing
around with our thumbs up our collective bottoms, you’d be a goner about now. He
was just telling you what sort of changes you’re gonna make or you’ll be dead.
And you will make changes, boy, or so help me...I can’t do that again.”
“Mr. Calhoun, I never said that. All I was
saying was had he not have the proper care right when it happened, he’d be in
worse shape than he is.”
Trent nodded. He knew that much. Someone had performed
CPR on him when his heart had been in an irregular rhythm. And by them doing
that, he’d been able to live, keep oxygen to his brain and his heart pumping
like it should have been. Trent looked at the doctor and wondered if the man would
just shut up a moment and let his mind grasp what had been said to him.
“Trent?” He looked at the doctor, just
realizing that he might have closed his eyes for a moment. They were giving him
something powerful, he had to admit that. Usually, meds didn’t even faze his
kind. “Trent, I need to talk to you about this. I sent your father away for a
moment so we could talk.”
“He can be a little much.” Doctor Sawyer
nodded and smiled. “Am I going to be all right? I mean, right now I feel sort
of loopy if you want to know the truth.”
“We’re giving you some pretty heavy doses to
keep you calm. You don’t have a lot of that in your life, do you, son?” He told
him that he’d been trying to keep himself in shape. “That’s not what I mean. You’re
fit and in good shape basically, but not your mind or heart. You need to...I
was going to say relax, but it’s more than that. You need to talk. To someone
that isn’t a family member. Blow off steam to someone you can trust. Run as
your wolf when you need to. Get out of the office more than you do. Go out on a
date.”
“You mean get laid.” The doctor smiled. “My
father. He said something like that to me the other day. I’m not sure he’s the
right man to suggest something like that, but he did. He’s only been with my
mom forever. He doesn’t understand how hard it is out there for a man like me
to date.”
Dating and going out with a woman for the
sole purpose of getting laid wasn’t the same thing. Dating meant you liked the
woman; at least that’s the way he equated it. You took her to dinner, a movie,
or even something as simple as a boat ride. The kind of women he usually went
out with wanted no more to do with marriage and long-term relationships than he
did. Trent wanted it, wanted it all, but he’d been working too hard to even
think about that lately.
“No, I would imagine that it’s not. But you
need to. Not just to get laid, as you said, but to get away from work. Go
fishing with someone. Where there is no cell service. Let your wolf have more
time in the woods. Regain that feeling of being one with nature. You’ve lost
that along the way of becoming a great man.” Trent started to tell him that he
and his wolf were just
with men who tried to harm him and his just as he did most things…swiftly and
without any regret. And Max had made himself an enemy of her boss. “When will
he arrive?”
“I have.” They all turned to the doorway and
Noah smiled at them, not even bothering to hide his fangs as he usually did. “The
Calhouns. I have heard a great many things about your pack. It is my pleasure
to finally meet you.”
Chapter 2
Trent tried to focus on what the doctor was
telling him, but for the most part his mind was stuck on two words: heart
attack. He’d had a mild heart attack, and he would have more if he didn’t turn
his life around, and soon. He looked at his dad when he snapped his fingers in
front of his face.
“He’s talking to you. Are you listening?” Nodding,
Trent looked back at the doctor. He still didn’t have a clue what he was
talking about, so he looked at his dad again. “He’s telling you how lucky you
were that someone was there that could help you. Been up to any of us standing
around with our thumbs up our collective bottoms, you’d be a goner about now. He
was just telling you what sort of changes you’re gonna make or you’ll be dead.
And you will make changes, boy, or so help me...I can’t do that again.”
“Mr. Calhoun, I never said that. All I was
saying was had he not have the proper care right when it happened, he’d be in
worse shape than he is.”
Trent nodded. He knew that much. Someone had performed
CPR on him when his heart had been in an irregular rhythm. And by them doing
that, he’d been able to live, keep oxygen to his brain and his heart pumping
like it should have been. Trent looked at the doctor and wondered if the man would
just shut up a moment and let his mind grasp what had been said to him.
“Trent?” He looked at the doctor, just
realizing that he might have closed his eyes for a moment. They were giving him
something powerful, he had to admit that. Usually, meds didn’t even faze his
kind. “Trent, I need to talk to you about this. I sent your father away for a
moment so we could talk.”
“He can be a little much.” Doctor Sawyer
nodded and smiled. “Am I going to be all right? I mean, right now I feel sort
of loopy if you want to know the truth.”
“We’re giving you some pretty heavy doses to
keep you calm. You don’t have a lot of that in your life, do you, son?” He told
him that he’d been trying to keep himself in shape. “That’s not what I mean. You’re
fit and in good shape basically, but not your mind or heart. You need to...I
was going to say relax, but it’s more than that. You need to talk. To someone
that isn’t a family member. Blow off steam to someone you can trust. Run as
your wolf when you need to. Get out of the office more than you do. Go out on a
date.”
“You mean get laid.” The doctor smiled. “My
father. He said something like that to me the other day. I’m not sure he’s the
right man to suggest something like that, but he did. He’s only been with my
mom forever. He doesn’t understand how hard it is out there for a man like me
to date.”
Dating and going out with a woman for the
sole purpose of getting laid wasn’t the same thing. Dating meant you liked the
woman; at least that’s the way he equated it. You took her to dinner, a movie,
or even something as simple as a boat ride. The kind of women he usually went
out with wanted no more to do with marriage and long-term relationships than he
did. Trent wanted it, wanted it all, but he’d been working too hard to even
think about that lately.
“No, I would imagine that it’s not. But you
need to. Not just to get laid, as you said, but to get away from work. Go
fishing with someone. Where there is no cell service. Let your wolf have more
time in the woods. Regain that feeling of being one with nature. You’ve lost
that along the way of becoming a great man.” Trent started to tell him that he
and his wolf were just