Werewolves of New York: Darik by Faleena Hopkins

Author:Faleena Hopkins [Hopkins, Faleena]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Paranormal, Contemporary, Multicultural & Interracial, Suspense
Google: dq1aCwAAQBAJ
Publisher: Hop Hop Publications
Published: 2016-01-10T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

With the intoxicating taste of her kiss lingering on his lips, Darik watched Talia leave. He hated that her feelings were hurt and he was unable to do anything about it. They’d all decided. He’d wanted her to stay, but they’d told him that with her watching his wounds she’d discover how quickly they healed. How were they supposed to keep their secret, then?

As soon as the door of the elevator closed in the far off distance, Darik shouted, “This is bullshit!”

“Save your strength,” Nate urged him. “You look like hell.”

Dontae’s eyes glowed green-grey, “What do you want to do, tell a medical professional that we’re not human? She works with labs. In a government institution.”

Darik shot back, “Hospitals aren’t run by the government.”

“You think a scientist—which is essentially what doctors are—won’t go running to the police, the press, or worse, the President when they find a so-called-human walking around with wolf DNA? You don’t think someone wouldn’t want their name in lights for that little discovery?”

“Dontae,” Nate warned.

“Use your brain! Stop thinking with your little one.”

Darik’s eyes turned luminescent ice. “Little? Come on now. I’m bigger than you.”

“Okay. Enough.” Nathaniel walked to stand between the two wolves before they shifted. “There are women present.”

“SO WHAT!” Dontae demanded.

“My wife is present,” Nathaniel growled, losing his temper. “We’re not going to be talking about the size of your dicks anymore. Got it?”

From his chair Darik clocked them, remembering whenever Michelle was concerned Nate’s wolf could not be trusted. He was about to tell Dontae to stop when D burst out laughing. Darik and Nate stared at him and then started laughing, too.

Rose mumbled, “Well, that was fun.”

Nate exhaled, still grinning. “I’m sure I’m not the only one who needs a drink.” He headed for the black, floor-to-ceiling closet that when opened, revealed a smaller room cut into the wall, a bar whose shelves had every fine whiskey and vodka you could imagine, labels all facing out from spotless glass shelves.

“Martini, yes please, babe.” Michelle walked over to admire the selection, resting her hand on her husband’s back. “Dontae, this is impressive.”

“He loves to be impressive,” Darik muttered. “Polite? No. Impressive? Yeah, that’s what’s important.”

Dontae lost the smile and threw Darik a look. “You shouldn’t have brought her here.” He dropped onto the couch with a tired thump.

“Oh, shut up. I can do whatever I want to do. We’re equals. All of us. I only agreed to letting her go because I don’t have the strength to fight you.”

Over the sound of ice clinking into a slender, silver shaker, Nathaniel mumbled, “Not something D likes to remember,” referring to the ‘equals’ comment.

“Am I the only one who cares about keeping our secret?” Nathaniel started shaking the martini, the loud crackling sound annoying the fuck out of Dontae. “HAVE YOU ALL LOST YOUR MINDS JUST BECAUSE OF A LITTLE PIECE OF—”

The shaker froze mid-air. “Watch it,” Nathaniel warned.

Dontae stormed to the window, turning his back on the whole situation and everyone involved.

“It’s been a long night for all of us.

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