Page 41 of Same Old


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“She’s human.” Dodger rolled his head against the door and looked at him tiredly. He repeated it softer. “She’s human.”

“Fuck,” Liam murmured, and leaned against the railing of Dodger’s porch.

“Yeah.”

“I thought you hated humans,” Liam uttered.

“I do.”

“So how did this happen?”

Dodger turned and sank down into the porch chair he’d bought for this place. It still had the price tag on the arm. He didn’t even bother to wipe the snow off.

“She was nice to me,” Dodger said.

Liam snorted and sat in the other chair. “That sounds desperate as hell man. Have you never had a human be nice to you before?”

“Not like this one. She’s just different. I kissed her. I know I shouldn’t have. I knew it was wrong at the time, but I did it and now I’m stuck. I can’t stop thinking about her.”

“Were you with her when the new Pack attacked us?”

“Yes. That’s where I was. I was with her.”

“What’s her name?”

“Destiny.”

Liam huffed a laugh. “Destiny, huh?”

“I knew she was trouble from the start with a name like that.” Dodger tried to smile, but his lips had forgotten how to form those. “She’s a crossing guard at an elementary school. She’s one of those wholesome, good-down-to-her-bones women. Too good for me.”

“Your timing is horrible. We’re about to hit the new Pack.”

“No shit. I’ll be ready.”

“Will you? I don’t want you going to war with us if you’re distracted.”

“I’ll be fine,” he said sternly. Dodger shook his head to stop the growl that was forming in his throat. Liam didn’t do anything wrong. “A good fight will do me good. We should’ve hit them immediately. I don’t know why we didn’t. I need the fight.”

Liam’s attention danced to his mutilated leg and back up. “Yeah, you look like you’re doing so much better after you and Nathan went after each other. You need to fix it with him.”

“What makes you think we aren’t fixed?”

“The blood?”

Dodger made a clicking sound behind his teeth. “Nathan was doing me a favor. I appreciate him for it. We’re good.”

The chair creaked as Liam leaned back. “Nory told me what you said the night of the attack.”

“Oh, that you need to Turn her? You do.”

“You know she and Delta saved each other that night, don’t you?”

Dodger frowned at him. “Delta saved her.”

“Delta bought her time to get her weapon. Delta was in trouble in that fight, and Nory unloaded two clips into that wolf. Guess how many times she hit Delta?”

“None.” He already knew the answer. Delta had been fine when he’d seen them. She’d been consoling Nory.