Silva tensed. “Please, anyone but him.”
“Tough cookie, Tinker Bell. He’s in too. We’ll need the Guardians on watch.”
“Goddess save me, can’t we have justonefucking moment without impossible doom facing any of us?”
As everyone filtered out the door, pulling phones from their pockets as they went, Nanshe remained next to him. Carlo was certain the answer to Silva’s complaint was a resounding “no.”
“We will talk, Carlo. What we are cannot be denied.”
“It will have to be. Knowing you are my mate and tying myself to the Chaos are two very different things,” he growled.
“If you want them to survive, you’ll do what you have to do. You cannot be afraid of who and what you are.”
“I’m a wolf, woman.”
“Are you?”
He couldn’t say another word before his destiny sashayed out of his room. He picked up a lamp and tossed it into the wall, smashing it to bits. Not like he could make his space look any worse.
Fuck!
Chapter Three
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THE ARENA WAS THE ONLYplace large enough to house nearly thirty people as they met to get more information on the threat coming to Encantado. Not that Carlo wanted to make light of what was coming, but times were much simpler when he could rely on his claws and the sweet sound of whispering bullets to remove threats.
Then again, it was harder to focus on anything other than the situation when that very problem had brought him the most bothersome issue all.Her. Even thinking of her made his wolf go crazy, driving him to claim what belonged to him. Since being changed in the ’50s, Carlo had been one with his wolf. Even while the Chaos scrambled his mind, Carlo’s wolf had fought with him to find a semblance of sanity.
Now, the wolf and man were at odds.
Nanshe wore the same white dress. Watching her move through the lower meeting hall, the fabric curling around her legs like a lover with each step, he was hard pressed to keep his wolf from doing exactly what it wanted to do with her on the nearest surface. It didn’t matter to the beast that Carlo didn’t want to touch the Chaos again. It didn’t care she would likely be the reason he went crazy again.
No matter if she kept it contained, Nanshe carried the Chaos within her body. The power slithered through her very bloodstream, lending a slightly electric undertone to her cinnamon and vanilla scent. It made his skin crawl.
“You lie.”
