Page 53 of Pack Kasen: Part 3
“I haven’t felt this out of control since I was a pup.”
“Women have that effect on a guy,” he says. “Joy hasn’t even started showing yet, and I want to lock her in a nice, safe, padded room for the next nine months to keep her and our pup safe.”
Joy’s scent only just changed, hinting at her pregnancy. She hates sitting out a fight, which means the next nine months are going to be fun having her as an enforcer, and by fun, I mean hell.
I snort, turning to face him. “She’d gut you if you tried.”
“Don’t I know it. Ask her to dance.”
I raise my eyebrow. “Ask her to dowhat?”
“Dance.” He lowers his voice. “Look, an apology is all well and good. You fucked up. You owned it. That’s stage one.Nowyou have to romance her. Prove that you can look after her in all the ways.”
I scowl at him. “Are you seriously giving me romance advice?Me?”
He rolls his eyes. “Yes, all the women want you ‘cause you’re Alpha. This isn’t a woman you fuck and move on to the next. Which is what you’re used to doing. What are you doing to romance Kat?”
I stare at him. “I was taking her flowers and champagne when Cristofer abducted her.”
He shakes his head. “Not good enough. Anyone can give her those things. You need to up your game.”
“We went for a pack run,” I say.
“And, like I said, the pack needed it. Not just Kat. She needs more.”
The pack run and a BBQ to follow had been a spontaneous decision that I hadn’t realized was so necessary until I went to the women who work in the kitchens. I’d expected them to grumble about a last-minute meal they hadn’t planned for. They were excited about it. Everyone was.
Ever since I brought Kat to Burning Wood, she’s barely seen any of the good that comes with pack life. I’d been determined to show her, but things kept getting in the way.
Now, the biggest obstacle isn’t Cristofer. It’s her parents.
I need to start showing Kat what it is to belong to a pack, how good it can be, and how much our wolves crave it.
She glances my way, catches me looking at her, and her eyes flick from me to Troy. “Problem?”
Given the last time I growled at him when he smiled at her, she’s probably expecting me to charge over there and launch Troy into the creek.
The music on the Bluetooth speaker isn’t loud enough for dancing. It’s just background music for everyone to relax. That’s all.
“Dance?” I call out across the six feet that separate us.
She blinks at me.
I straighten, hoping I’m not making a fool of myself in front of my pack—and more importantly, in front of Kat.
“Do you want to dance, Kitty cat? Or am I going to get shoved in the creek if I walk over there and dance with you?”
She chews her lip as she considers.
My pack mates smile as their gazes bounce between us.
“Why?” she calls back.
“I’d like to introduce you to the idea of romance with me.”
On my left, I spot Kat’s parents watching. Leonore is smiling with one arm around Patric. He’s not glaring at me, which is something considering how much the guy hates me.
“What does romance with you look like?” she asks.
