CHAPTER 5 In the Crosshairs

　　~ RIG ~

　　“I heard she ignored you when you winked.”

　　I stood in the middle of the living room of the packhouse, gaping at Mack. The house is mine—purchased for me by my dad for my university years. But all my friends live with me. Dad said it was a good chance for me to learn how to live with other males and establish dominance.

　　“How the fuck did you hear about that?” I said, trying not to growl and give away my surprise.

　　“Diana Fowler.”

　　Even Charlie and Jack in the kitchen groaned. Diana would not shut up about me. I’d been asked about her by three different girls that day. I should never have gone there. She was one of the humans who instinctively sensed the power of the wolves and was drawn to it. She seemed to pop up everywhere. I’d been bored and horny the other day, otherwise I wouldn’t have touched her.

　　“Diana Fowler wouldn’t know a subtle flirt if it bit her in the ass. I didn’t get ignored, trust me.”