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Quinnie make all of you a nice meal. I will be home as soon as possible.
Now where are you going? Exasperation crept through her. I don t want to
stay here if you re leaving.
This is your home. His words were hard, obviously misunderstanding her.
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I don t have a problem with that. But I hate being cooped up. I m going with
you. Again she tried to push away from him.
If you try to leave this house, I swear I will hogtie you, and chain you to
the bed.
Any other time she would have come from him saying such a thing, but not now.
If she knew one thing about werewolves, it was that they needed to be shown
their boundaries. She would not be bullied.
Look here, Rock Toubec. If you are going after this murderer, then I want to
help. She wouldn t be intimidated by the narrowing of his eyebrows, or his
lips tightening into an angry, thin line. Whoever killed those women has
disrupted my life as much as yours. And I m as much a part of this pack as you
are. I m not going to sit back and enjoy a nice supper, while you are out
there risking your life.
He pushed her into the kitchen table, but she jumped back to her feet.
Tremors threatened her body, but she had to keep her head clear. If this wolf
had wanted a docile mate, he shouldn t have chosen her.
Rock straightened, looking down at her. And what will you do if that
murderer captures you, before you capture the murderer?
Simone sighed, hating it when size and strength were pointed out as necessary
traits to get something done.
Rock. I m not an idiot. She walked around him, needing her shoes if she
were leaving with him. I wouldn t go chasing after some killer all by myself.
But if you are going to go talk to Johann, I m going too. End of
conversation.
Rock didn t say a word, but passed her and walked out the front door. Quinnie
had obviously heard their entire conversation, because she assured her the
cubs would be fine. As she closed the door behind her, Simone heard Quinnie
tell Jere there were some old clothes upstairs, and wouldn t she like to play
dress-up?
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Rock didn t say a word on the drive into town. It was hard not to sit and
fidget, but Simone worried if she started talking, it would be to apologize
for standing up to him. And she wasn t in the least bit sorry.
Several other cars were parked outside Johann s house when they arrived.
Rock s fingers wrapped around her wrist when she would have slid out her side
of the truck. When we go in there, I do not want you to be as defiant as you
were at the house.
Anger still clouded his eyes, but she couldn t tell if he was angry with her,
or the events of the day.
If you wanted a submissive mate, you chose the wrong bitch. She had no
intentions of changing who she was for him.
Rock sighed, and then ran his fingers up her arm. His touch fueled her desire
for him, which had never quite ebbed.
I did not make a mistake in choosing my mate. His tingling touch ran over
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her shoulder, then his fingers wrapped into her hair. My instructions are
clear. Inside our pack leader s house, you will remain at my side& and quiet.
But what if&
Enough. He didn t let go of her when he opened his door, but pulled her out
his side.
You are going to learn some manners, wolf-man.
Simone s stomach twisted in frustrated irritation. When he would have knocked
at the door, she reached for the doorknob. She hadn t moved her things out of
here yet, and she still had a key. If she hesitated, Rock would see weakness
in her. She couldn t deny the bit of relief when Rock said nothing, but
followed her into the living room.
Everyone was talking at once.
I could accept that he killed her, and couldn t get out of sight before you
detected him. By the time I got there, I would say she d been dead for over an
hour maybe. The man speaking placed his hand on Gertrude s shoulder. She sat
on the arm of the couch, concentrating on her hands in her lap.
She looked up when Simone walked in, her smile not meeting her eyes.
Speculation. Toby Beuerlein, she recognized him from years past, shook his
head. That doesn t prove he killed her.
I m still going to question him. Johann looked more determined than Simone
had ever seen him.
He turned when the two of them entered the house, as did the others. Samantha
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