Seal Wolf Hunting by Terry Spear

Author:Terry Spear [Spear, Terry]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sourcebooks
Published: 2015-05-01T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Paul, Lori, and Allan entered the Den of Inequities, which smelled of beer and whiskey, of predominantly male testosterone, aftershave, and sweat. Paul reminded himself that Lori was a wolf and a martial-arts instructor with her own dojo. She would be all right even if there was a confrontation. He wasn’t sure what Lori meant by her “balls” comment, whether it was in reference to her handling Dusty Cooper the last time in the lake, playing a game of pool, or using a pool ball as a weapon.

And here he thought he knew her so well.

As soon as they walked into the place, he and Lori looked around for the hunter and smelled the air for his scent.

“Over there.” Lori nodded with her head to the man who was still wearing hunter clothes, cue stick in hand. He was playing pool with Howard Cooper and the guy Paul had seen at the grocery store and the bank—the motorcycle guy. Dusty Cooper was talking to a woman at the bar. Jerome, the other cowboy, had a drink in his hand while he watched the others playing pool and was the first to see Paul, Lori, and Allan.

He lifted his head in recognition, eyes widening a bit. It was like a wolf standoff with Paul and Jerome eyeing each other and waiting to see what the other would do.

“A drink?” Lori reminded Paul, slipping her arm around his waist.

He maintained eye contact, the natural tendency for an alpha to show he was in charge, waiting for the other man to shift his attention elsewhere. Jerome finally did, glancing back at the bar to see if Dusty knew who had just arrived.

A three-man country and western band was strumming guitars and singing while other men were playing pool at three more tables covered in blue felt. On the perimeter, patrons were gathered around small tables, eating and drinking and sharing noisy conversation. Paul and his group took a seat at one of the empty tables.

They ordered beers while Paul watched Jerome tell Dusty they were here. Lori patted Paul’s thigh, dragging his attention away from them.

“You know, if I were a beta, you sure would have me shaking in my boots,” Lori said.

He glanced down at her sandals.

Her lips quirked up. “Or sandals. We’re only here to make sure that was the hunter we saw so we can report him to the police, right?”

“You got it.” Paul would have liked to do more than that—like taking Dusty to task for the incident with the necklace. He wanted the men out of the area permanently.

“If you’re still mad about the necklace—” Lori said.

“And that they tried to run us over in the water.” Paul cast her an annoyed look.

“Well, yeah, there was that.”

Paul got his phone out and called the police to tell them he had identified the poacher, and where he was now.

When the waitress served their beers, Allan paid for them.

“You know, they’re going to have it in for you for calling the police and ruining their pool game,” Lori said.

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