Chapter 6: Don't Count Your Chickens

Alaric POV

The knock on the door breaks me out of the haze of lust that always seems to surround me when Raven is near. I step away from her regretfully and open the door to see Sam standing there wearing a concerned expression.

“Yes?” I ask, a little more curtly than I intended. He looks at me, then at Raven, and back at me with a questioning gaze.

“Alpha, there’s been an...incident. Over at Paul’s farm,” he tells me. I nod at him and start to follow, then turn back to Raven.

“Remember what I said,” I say firmly.

“Can I come with you? I might be able to help,” she says softly. Her demeanor has mellowed significantly in the last few minutes and I can’t help but be skeptical.

“This is pack business,” I reply and walk out the door after Sam. He goes out to the porch and I am right behind him when I feel a hand on my arm. Her touch sends electricity through my veins and I jolt from the feeling.