Pack by Cassandra Chandler

Author:Cassandra Chandler [Chandler, Cassandra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cassandra Chandler

Chapter Fifteen

Marcus led the way into the dining room. Tessa fell in step right behind him, almost like she was as eager to be close as he was.

That was probably his imagination.

Waiting outside her door had been humiliating. He wasn’t some dog to exile into the back yard when company was over. He wouldn’t hurt her.

Dexter and Porter… That was starting to feel like another matter.

If Marcus had demanded to stay in the room with her, there would have been a fight. He was pretty sure he wouldn’t have come out on top. Depending on Dexter’s mood, Marcus might not even have been around afterwards to protect Tessa. Dexter seemed pretty set on keeping them apart.

So Marcus had stayed outside her door, listening to the rising and falling beat of her heart. Trying to ignore the steadier pace of Porter’s so close to her.

At least Marcus knew his bosses weren’t attracted to her. Intrigued, yeah. More than Marcus could explain. But there was nothing more to it that he could detect.

Dexter was already sitting at the far end of the large, rectangular table when they arrived. He locked his gaze with Marcus’s the moment their group entered the room.

“Good evening.” He gestured to the chair next to him. “Have a seat, Tessa.”

“Why not?” She headed for Dexter, but didn’t sit. Instead, she pulled out the chair that would be on her left side—the side away from Dexter. “Marcus?”

Dexter shifted forward in his seat. “Actually—”

“I need a werewolf nose to make sure there are absolutely no animal products in the food.” Tessa stared Dexter down with a smile. “I’m very serious about my lifestyle choices.”

He leaned back in his chair, a matching smirk on his face. “We assure you, Vaughn took that into account while making dinner.”

“Vaughn is also standing right here,” Vaughn said. “And doesn’t like being talked about in the third person while he’s present.”

Marcus smiled at his beta—best—friend. His best friend. Damn, he had to stop thinking like that, defining people by pack hierarchy. It was only getting worse since Tessa had arrived.

“Let’s all just sit down,” Porter said.

Marcus strode to Tessa’s side, hoping to pull out her chair for her. The baleful glare she cast at him made him think twice. He pulled out his own chair and sat, gratified when she shifted her chair closer as she joined him. Vaughn sat on his other side and Porter took the end of the table opposite Dexter.

“Is that hummus?” Tessa leaned forward, her eyes growing wide as she took in the array of food on the table.

Vaughn grinned. “Not just hummus. Homemade hummus. Along with fresh pita bread and spaghetti squash pasta with a basil pesto made from Marcus’s garden out back.”

“You have a garden?” Tessa arched an eyebrow at Marcus.

“I can have layers,” Marcus said.

Tessa snorted, but the smile she cast at him seemed genuine and not mocking. She turned her attention back to the table.

“If this is the way you react any time someone insults your food, I’m going to have to think of more bad things to say about it.

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