Werewolves of Forever 06 - Wild Lust

toward her. His eyes blazed as his eyebrows sunk between them. The scowl on his face seemed like it would stay there permanently.
    “Do you know what the fuck you did?”
    She leaned back from the fury rolling off him in waves. “I think I shot a werewolf, even if I didn’t mean to. Shannon barreling outside like that startled me and when he jumped at me, the gun went off.”
    Reese blinked, straightened up, and let loose a rolling laugh that came up from the bowels of his gut. She didn’t know whether to laugh with him or cry.
    “Reese, calm down and tell us what happened after we left.” Although Blane hadn’t said another word to her since his order to stay put and shut up, he didn’t look any less angry than he’d been when they’d first arrived.
    Reese ground his teeth together, working the muscle in his jaw. “I’ll tell you what happened. She shot Daniel.”
    Blane closed his eyes then opened them, giving her a grimace. “Not again.”
    “Yeah. Again.” Reese paced the floor in front of her.
    “How bad is it?” Blane propped his hands on his waist, and she had to wonder if he stayed where he was to keep Reese from tearing her apart.
    “Bad enough.”
    “Wait. What do you mean I shot him again ?” She leaned forward, willing to brave Reese’s fury to hear the answer.
    Reese and Blane exchanged a look then Reese whirled away, putting his back to her. “Tell her.”
    “Tell me what?”
    Blane sat down on the coffee table in front of her. “You shot Daniel the last time you were here.”
    She had to force down a giggle. Something she didn’t think either one of the men would appreciate. “The only thing I shot the last time I was here was a werewolf. Blane, are you saying what I think you’re saying?”
    He took a moment before blurting it out. “Yeah. You were right. Daniel’s a werewolf.”
    “I knew it.” She felt like jumping into the air and shouting hallelujah. Instead, she had to know the rest of it. “And Anderson? You’re admitting that he’s a werewolf, too, right? You saw the two of them change, didn’t you?”
    Blane nodded, his blue eyes darkening. “Yeah, him, too.”
    The implication finally struck home to drive away her joy. “And Shannon? Please tell me my sister’s okay. Please tell me she’s not…one of them.”
    Reese spun to face her, his face a mask of rage. “Shannon’s exactly where she wants to be. But you don’t give a damn about shooting Daniel, do you?”
    “Damn it, Reese. Take it easy. This is hard for her.”
    “Are you fucking kidding me?” Reese’s voice dipped lower in pitch. “She’s shot Daniel twice now. She’s lucky the Holms boys aren’t tracking her down to eat her alive.”
    Blane took her hand and squeezed. His angry glare was gone, replaced by an expression filled with concern. “Are you going to be okay?”
    The two men who were twins couldn’t be more different if they’d been born to different mothers and fathers in two separate countries, worlds away from each other. Yet she could see the strengths each man possessed. Blane’s virtue was his tender care and his willingness to understand her side while Reese was the powerhouse who told her like it was yet wasn’t afraid to risk his life for her.
    “What’s she smiling about?”
    Blane shrugged. “Maybe she’s in shock.”
    “No. I’m not in shock.” She pulled her hand from between Blane’s two hands then stood, daring them to lie to her again. “You knew all this time, didn’t you?”
    At least Blane had the decency to appear remorseful. Reese just crossed his arms and silently dared her to rebuke him.
    “Why did you lie to me? Why did you make me think I was crazy when you knew all along that they’re werewolves? I don’t get it. What did you have to gain by lying?”
    Blane strode over to stand next to Reese. “It’s complicated. I’m sorry I lied, but at the time, I thought it was the best way to keep you safe.”
    “Am I in danger?” She hadn’t given any thought that the werewolves might try and harm her. But it made sense. She’d tried to kill one of them, not once but twice.
    Blane dragged his hand through his hair as Reese turned his back on her and gazed out the window. “I’m not sure. Like I told you before, we tend to look out for each other. If Daniel wants to, he could take it to the pack leaders and ask for retribution.”
    “Retribution? As in…”
    “As in death.”
    Blane nodded, confirming Reese’s assessment.