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She shook her head slowly, her blue eyes dark and filled with sadness That sadness struck him like a physical blow

“You just proved it,” she said softly “I’ll leave you to run your base now”

She swept froht, the subtle scent of her pain drifting back to him as he dropped into his chair and wearily wiped his hand over his face

She knew better, he told himself She would come to understand the necessity of this Like a wo Coyotes didn’t do ith ribbons and bows If they did, fuck, they’d be Wolves Coyotes weren’t fucking Wolves

He glared at the door as a firm knock sounded on it

“What?” he snapped, knoho stood on the other side

Brie to fuck up?” He closed the door behind him as he smirked back at Del-Rey “Wouldn’t let her have the quilts over the plain blankets for the soldiers’ barracks?”

“I refused the requests across the board,” he snarled back “Do you have a problem with it? Since when do Coyotes think they don’t have to work for what they sleep on? How long did it take us to find a bed of our own? We appreciated it more for the fact that it was ours”

Brim’s expression went blank “I see,” he finally said “Very well I’ll leave you to your duties, Alpha” He opened the door

“What the fuck has a stick shoved up your ass?” Del-Rey snarled “We’re ahotel complete with room service”

Brim turned back slowly “If this is true, then perhaps you should return the females to Haven That way they don’t re they know their coya would do to make their lives less military and more normal They’ll remember they’re animals then, rather than the e to have the coya and her detail returned?”

Del-Rey rose to his feet with a prirowl

Brim’s brows arched “Be a fool with yourit You don’t want the changes because those changes threaten you, not the base, Alpha And despite your deter to give her yours, or your trust, in the same measure Poor coya Maybe she’ll become the soldier you need rather than the mate she thinks you want Would you be happy then?”

He didn’t give Del-Rey a chance to respond, but stepped from the office instead and closed the door quietly behind hie that his second-in-coht If she didn’t ain, there would be less to suffer for, less to miss For all of them

“I need an escort to Dr Armani’s office,” Anya told Emma as they stepped into the community room and headed back to the tunnel that led to her and Del-Rey’s rooms “Ask her to have the hormonal therapy to prevent conception prepared and to please penc