He felt his wolf push, for the first time in a long time, fighting the man for dominance. Sorin’s swore his heart stopped beating as he watched Elle, the pink-haired, silver-eyed Fae walk in. She moved slowly from the entrance, allowing the person behind her to enter. Sorin’s head cocked to the side at the look she had in her eyes. Her eyes searched across the room, landing briefly on Drake and then on Sorin. The door to the bar opened and Peri walked in. He should have known it was too good to last.

So far things were uneventful, just the way he liked it. She really does have a way with words, Sorin thought to himself. The girls were all behaving themselves, and none of the males had gone – using Jen’s words – into irrationally possessive, incredibly ass-hole-ish mode. He had been very amiable about them being in his territory and so far things were moving smoothly. Even still, Decebel had notified Victor, the Bulgarian Alpha, of their presence. Sorin had been relieved when Andon had declared this bar neutral ground. He saw Drake in the far left corner of the room, conversing cordially with a male from the Bulgarian pack. Costin handed him a ginger ale, which he took, never taking his eyes off of the room. Sorin sat on the far left side of the bar, his back against the wall. She refused him entrance and grinned to herself when she heard him huff like a spoiled child behind her. She soon felt Decebel trying to push through the wall she had erected in her mind. Jen laughed at the still shocked look on her friend’s face. “That was way more information than I needed, Jen. That’s his idea of foreplay.”Ĭynthia closed her eyes, shaking her head. “Doc, you don’t know my mate if you think he'd want me to prevent a wicked fight. “I agree, but maybe seeing it from his point of view will help prevent World War Three.” He could have talked to me, explained that, instead of treating me like a child.” “Fine, I tend to get myself into some interesting situations, but I always get myself out of them. “Do you blame him?” Cynthia raised a knowing brow at her. “So he’s assuming that I’m going to get in trouble?”

Beyond the Veil by Quinn Loftis