Chapter 213

They couldn't hide what they'd done. Stu practically burst out of his skin he was so damned pleased with himself, while Patricia wore the expression of the guilty.

Before she could tell him, Ricky faced the wall of his cell, palms against the cement surface as Patricia let Stu into the cell. The door slammed shut, and he heard the rattle as Stu's manacles were removed. Ricky didn't turn. He couldn't without fearing he'd do or say something stupid, an increasing certainty as his anger simmered, the smell of sex invading his nostrils, both taunting and pissing him off.

She won't give me an inch, won't even let me try, but she'll fuck the pup. Unfreakn' believable.

What did the young wolf have that he didn't? Ricky was bigger, stronger, an alpha to the wolf's beta. And yet the cougar chose the wimp over him? Talk about a blow to his ego-and his heart.