* I grabbed another handful of nails and pounded them into the boards as I relaid the front porch to the cabin Ama Mae was renting to me. I was frustrated mentally and physically. I had made myself scarce after the murder of the Indian Chief and the attack on Gillian. I wondered how she was, but I knew Gabe had a lot on his plate, and the last thing I wanted to do was add to it. My physical frustration had to do with a little blonde cheetah. With a mouth that looked damn delectable wrapped around my cock. The hammer came down on my thumb. "Holy FUCK!" I dropped it and sucked my thumb into my mouth. I was halfway down laying the boards and decided to go in and get a beer. I popped the top and sipped it, letting the cool bite quench my thirst. I couldn't get Kristen Bauer​ out of my mind. She belonged to me. I knew she did. There was no doubt after having her despite the dubious idea of it. I was an alpha wolf, born and bred in the snow. She was a cheetah, free and fast - like a ray of sunshine. She needed the sun to blossom. All I would do is snuff it out. It killed me to leave her bed - her sweet body - that night. I knew she probably hated me and the missed calls and texts from Gina confirmed that no one would be happy until my head was on a pike. I heard a vehicle, crunching over the frozen gravel and a door slam. Seconds later, there was a pounding on the door. I moved to open it and was momentarily stunned when Kristen stood on the other side. Her scent punched me in the gut and my balls tightened in response. Her eyes flashed with her disgust as she eyed me.

* I grabbed another handful of nails and pounded them into the boards as I relaid the front porch to the cabin Ama Mae was renting to me. I was frustrated mentally and physically. I had made myself scarce after the murder of the Indian Chief and the attack on Gillian. I wondered how she was, but I knew Gabe had a lot on his plate, and the last thing I wanted to do was add to it. My physical frustration had to do with a little blonde cheetah. With a mouth that looked damn delectable wrapped around my cock. The hammer came down on my thumb. "Holy FUCK!" I dropped it and sucked my thumb into my mouth. I was halfway down laying the boards and decided to go in and get a beer. I popped the top and sipped it, letting the cool bite quench my thirst. I couldn't get Kristen Bauer​ out of my mind. She belonged to me. I knew she did. There was no doubt after having her despite the dubious idea of it. I was an alpha wolf, born and bred in the snow. She was a cheetah, free and fast - like a ray of sunshine. She needed the sun to blossom. All I would do is snuff it out. It killed me to leave her bed - her sweet body - that night. I knew she probably hated me and the missed calls and texts from Gina confirmed that no one would be happy until my head was on a pike. I heard a vehicle, crunching over the frozen gravel and a door slam. Seconds later, there was a pounding on the door. I moved to open it and was momentarily stunned when Kristen stood on the other side. Her scent punched me in the gut and my balls tightened in response. Her eyes flashed with her disgust as she eyed me.
"I'm only here to do my job." She looked so damn cute in the hate and jacket, her hair falling in gold spun waves. Fuck me, but I wanted her. I sipped my beer.
"Ever heard of a phone, Taz?"
"I flushed your number, along with everything else you left me, sorry, not sorry." She held the strap to a laptop bag that was slung over her shoulder. I gestured for her to come in, ignoring that zing. I deserved it. She stepped inside and looked around.
"It isn't much, but I told Ama Mae that I would do the repairs in exchange for living here." I didn't know why I cared what she thought of this cabin - or hell, even what she thought of me. I had decided that we couldn't be anything, anyways. She shrugged and sat down in my easy chair, sliding the small coffee table closer to her and setting the laptop down. She had a damn good set of equipment and she set it up fast. Within minutes her fingers flew over the keys and she fitted an ear piece inside her ear.
"Two days ago, the chatter out of Talkeetna picked up. Seems as if your presence is suddenly being sorely missed." The keys clicked as she continued to listen. "Rumors of your demise were greatly exaggerated - such a pity, too - and now, there are people looking for you." Her eyes met mine. "Hunting season is open, and they're hunting Quinn Cooper."
"What does that mean?" I growled as she continued to type.
"It means that they're looking for you. They know now it wasn't your body in that rubble. They've listed Gina and Gabriel as Rogues. They're to be killed on sight..." Her voice drifted off and her forehead creased.
"What? What is it?" She held her finger up to shush me and pushed the ear piece against the other one, listening. I waited, reaching for my discarded t-shirt and sliding it over my chest as I did. *