Magical Men 01 - Keeping Dallas by Amber Kell

Author:Amber Kell [Kell, Amber]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-10-05T05:00:00+00:00

Dallas gritted his teeth. He didn’t know if it was female wolves overall but Mila’s touch repulsed him. He’d let a few human girls hug him in college, his class friends, but none of them had set his wolf’s hackles up. Taking a quick breath, he held it while he hugged her. Her perfume seeped into his nostrils and drowned out everything else. How Rolf stood the stench, Dallas didn’t know. He’d have tossed her into the shower and scrubbed until it all washed off.

His excellent hearing picked up his master talking to Rolf.

“Can we get to the part where you tell Dallas everything is fine and you get the hell out of my living room?” Laurence demanded.

Dallas stilled beneath Mila’s touch as she rubbed her hands up and down Dallas’ arms. Dallas jerked when one of her nails scratched his upper arm.

“Ow!” Dallas jerked back from her touch. Twisting, he could see a long mark bleeding sluggishly across the back of his biceps.

He stared at her accusingly. “That hurt,” he complained.

“Oh, sorry.” She examined her hands. “My nails must’ve gotten longer than I thought. Good thing you heal quickly.”

Rolf stepped forward to examine Dallas’ injury. “You’ll be fine.” He gave Dallas a commiserating look as if he too knew the danger of her long nails.

Dallas nodded but quickly stepped away to stand next to Laurence. He knew Mila didn’t like him but he couldn’t figure out the purpose behind injuring him. The wound would be well-healed before the end of the hour.

After a final admonition to call him twice a day, Rolf ushered his fiancée out the door.

“She really doesn’t like you, does she?” Nate asked.

Dallas shook his head. “Not really. Once they’re mated I’m thinking of finding an apartment outside the pack enclave. Rolf might give me permission in order to keep the peace, as long as I return for pack meetings and runs.” Female werewolves became almost obsessive about their mates—one reason mated wolves always had their own quarters. He had a feeling Mila would be more possessive than most. Something about her eyes always gave Dallas the chills.

“You will move in here,” Laurence ordered.

Lowering his eyes, Dallas didn’t speak. He couldn’t argue with Laurence. As much as he longed to stay with his master, Dallas would have to see how he handled the full moon.

The wound pulsed and Dallas absently rubbed at the sore.

“She got you good,” Nate declared.

Dallas sniffed. He didn’t know if he liked his master’s brother. They shared the same hair and eye colour, but their scents were completely different. Nate smelt of burnt cinnamon—not necessarily a bad smell but not one he’d want to roll around in and claim, either.

“What are you doing here?” Dallas asked Nate. He winced at his petulant tone but he somehow doubted his master’s brother had come to bring good news.

“Impudent pup,” Nate replied without any real heat to his words.

“My brother had an unpleasant encounter with a harpy,” Laurence offered.

“Ahh—trying to steal her eggs?” Dallas asked. Harpies were avidly territorial but they rarely attacked without provocation.

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