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“Thousand on the prick” The last one accepted the bet

Malcol with fury

Diane smiled in anticipation

“Knives or fists?” she asked, knowing his strengths as well as his weaknesses

“You fucking whore,” he snarled

“Take the challenge or walk away,” Dog snapped “We won’t take her without the fight”

God love a Coyote’s heart and his love of a challenge or a good bet

“I alk away,” she demanded as she kept her eyes on Malcolm

Dog’s smile was clearly anticipatory, but he nodded easily “Whip his ass and you walk He whips yours—you run How’s that?”

Diane gave a sharp, firm nod as she smiled at Malcolm “It’s a bet”

•CHAPTER 17•

He was dying!

Lawe could feel the fury burning inside hi away at his body cell by cell as he watched and listened to the Coyotes flirting with his mate

The only thing saving hi the from them Still, his fists were clenched, his lips curled back frorowl that would have rumbled in his chest was only barely held back It was all he could do to hold back a roar of pure feline rage

“Hey, Lion-o, would youup the pressure just a little bit here?”