“I thought he was just a bouncer,” Isaid.
“Guy’s the alpha of the Ford pack in Colorado.” Gabriel flexed his hands, as if he itched to strangle someone. Perhaps Earl Brown. “He only works at the club for onereason.”
“Tax income?” I offered, trying to make light of a very dark and grimsituation.
“Protection. He has a serious thing for Stephanie, and doesn’t want anyone to know it because the moment someone does, she’s toast.” Gabriel narrowed hiseyes.
“Someone would hurt her simply because an alpha werewolf likes her?” It made no sense to me, but this was shifterpolitics.
“Guy has enemies in Colorado as we do,” Alex said, tensing. “By staying at the club and being the weekend bouncer, he can watch over her without anyone realizing hisinterest.”
I wondered if Stephanie knew his interest. Then again, Steph was wise to the ways of shifters, being one herself. I was green andnaïve.
And damn tired. I had only wanted to go home and sleep, but now found myself headed toward Dante’s ranch for theweekend.
Without any idea of what awaitedme…