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“Um, be patient, okay?”

Confused, he shook his head slightly.

The driver’s side door opened, and a tall kid unfolded and stood to his full height. He lifted glowing gold eyes to Tabian.

Oh. Fuck.

Tabian froze and scented the air. Yep. Bay was a fuckin’ werewolf. A big one. A dominant one.

“What the hell?” he growled at Tru.

“I wanted to tell you,” she whispered. “But it’s Bay’s story to tell.”

Chills rippled up Tabian’s entire body. He took a step forward, but a snarl unleashed from the boy.

“Do you have control of the wolf?” Tabian asked. His voice was full of a snarl now too.

This was a bad move. This was an unannounced unfamiliar werewolf in Pack territory.

“I have control of whatever I want control over,” the boy spat.

Tabian studied him. His eyes were the color of melted gold, which meant either his Maker or his parents had the gold eyes. He was tall, six feet at least already at sixteen, and he wasstarting to put size on his shoulders. He had the Chia Pet haircut of every other sixteen-year-old boy, but he wasn’t like the others.

“You’ve been raising a werewolf?” Tabian asked Tru.

“Y-yes,” she whispered. She was wringing her hands nervously.

The boy took a step toward him, but the growl in him was getting louder.

“Don’t,” Tabian demanded.

The boy stopped advancing, but his eyes were full of bloodlust.

“I’m not your enemy.”

Bayen shook his head. “I haven’t met a werewolf I like.”

“Maybe you haven’t met a lot of werewolves.”

“Rock Cliff Pack, West Knife Pack, Four Winds, Break Back, Carolina Rough Pack, Denton Falls, One Bullet, Silver Run, Broken Creek Pack.”

The boy smelled like damage.

And Tru had been raising him.

Tru. Had been. Raising a werewolf.

Chills, chills, chills.

No wonder she’d said he was giving her hell every day. It took a village to raise a young wolf, especially a male. He couldn’t name a human who had even been involved.

And Tru had been doing it alone?

He wanted to kill the boy’s father. He’d dumped an adolescent werewolf on Tru? Seriously?

This was all so messed up.

Bay took two aggressive steps toward him.

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