Page 31 of B Negative

Fuck me, he was even bigger than the lookout. “How do you know our alpha?” The shifter surveyed me like he would a rotten piece of meat, brows pulled together, lips drawn and tight.

“Uh, yeah. Totally reasonable question. Jaxson is my best friend, but I definitely should have called before I came. Totally my fault. Let me just get out of your hair, no harm done.” Well, except for ol’ sack of potatoes on the ground over there.

I winced in his direction as the orange-haired shifter came closer.

“Jaxson is with our sister pack a few miles that way, working out the details of our coalition.”

“Oh, right, of course. So sorry to intrude. I’ll definitely call next time. Maybe tell that guy to work on his people skills, though.”

As I backed away, the shifter cracked the faintest hint of a smile.

“Tim’s a dick hole to everyone. It’s what makes him a good lookout.” He nodded to one of the wolves beside him who trotted off in the direction I’d just come from. “I’m Scott, Jaxson’s beta, and you, Ms. Vaughn, are one very lucky vampire.”

He slung an arm over my shoulder and corralled me toward one of the cottages. “Come on, we’ve got some things to sort out.”

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