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started laughing. Not just chuckling, or making some sort nervous sound. This was full-on, deep-chested laughter. It grew and grew until it was a roar of sound.
    "Stop! Stop laughing at me. Make me one of you, and I swear under the moon I will do everything in my power to be a productive member of the pack."
    Ty kept laughing, actually bending over to slap his legs. Jamie whacked him. Hard.
    "Sorry,” Ty wheezed. “That's just too rich. Anton, man, you can't become one of us. That's crap. You have to be born this way."
    Anton's eyes widened, and Jamie watched that trigger finger tighten a little. “No. I read all about it. There are two kinds of werewolves. You can help me."
    "No.” Ty wasn't laughing now. He was growling, an alpha sound that made the hair stand up on the back of Jamie's neck.
    Sadly, Anton wasn't smart enough to be afraid or heed the warning signs. The man just kept waving his pistol and blathering about the moon.
    Ty tensed up, one muscle at a time. Jamie knew what was coming, knew what that stance meant. His chest went tight, and he cast about for something to use as a weapon, something to protect Ty with if things went down in a bad way.
    "You really want me to bite you?” Ty asked, cutting Anton off in mid-sentence.
    "Yes. I do. I won't shoot you, or him, if you do. These are silver bullets. I'll kill you both if you don't change me."
    "Silver bullets, huh?” Ty's head tilted back and forth, and Jamie knew the man was scenting Anton, testing the balance of hormones and chemicals pulsing in the man's veins.
    Waiting for the best time to strike.
    Ty pushed one hand back and pressed against Jamie's right leg. Okay. Go right.
    "Well, then,” Ty murmured, the sound such an obvious warning growl. “I'll do what you want."
    Anton smiled, the smile of a child who was getting just what he wanted. The gun in Anton's hand wavered for just a moment, but that was all the time Ty needed.
    The air crackled with magic, the sound of tearing skin and cracking bones sounded in an awful cacophony, and Jamie leaped to his right just as Ty leaped at Anton, fully wolfed-out.
    The gun didn't go off, which was what Jamie had expected. Instead, it clattered across the floor, and Anton screamed, a short sound that cut off quickly when Ty's teeth closed around the crazy bastard's throat.
    The sound of Anton's body thudding to the floor was almost drowned out by Ty's snarl when the wolf changed back into the man.
    Jamie raised his head to peer over the side of the bed. “Did you kill him?"
    "No.” Streaks of blood covered Ty's limbs. That was one of the worst things about changing back to human. It was always dirty. “He passed out from fear and lack of air."
    "Should we call 911?"
    "Only if you want to press charges. I mean, this is going to be hard to explain, and I'm not leaving you with him for a roommate if you decide not to send him to jail."
    Jamie pondered everything for a moment. “How long will he be out?"
    "I don't know. We can tie him up. Drop him off at the hospital."
    "That's a good idea, I guess.” It was like, three in the morning. No one would see them. He hoped.
    "You okay?” Ty came to him, putting a hand on his shoulder. Jamie hadn't realized he was shaking until his teeth started to chatter. He reached up and grabbed Ty's wrist, letting it be his solid thing in a spinny world.
    Jamie tried to grin. “I'm okay. Okay."
    Ty pulled him close, hugging him tight. “We'll figure out what to do with him, huh? Hell of a start to this whole you and me thing, huh?"
    "Yeah. Told you that you'd go all alpha on me and do something crazy."
    "Well, I told you I couldn't help that.” Ty kissed him quickly before stepping back to grab his clothes off the floor. “We need to deal with this guy, huh?"
    "We do.” Jamie climbed down off the bed, grabbing some sweats out of his chest of drawers and getting some bungee cords out of his closet to tie Anton up.
    "This has to be the weirdest second date I've ever been