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stopped and looked down at his ranch manager.
 What did you want?
 Now don t you take that tone with me. Hanson puffed out his five-gallon
barrel chest, and put his hands on his hips.  I don t care if you are eight
feet tall, Toubec. You ain t nothing but a pup, and I ll take you down a notch
or two if I have to.
If there was one thing Rock had pounded into his head since he was a pup, it
was to respect his elders. He turned and continued walking, at a much slower
pace so his ranch manager could keep up.
 That little bitch has your cock wrapped around your neck, Hanson muttered.
Rock stopped again, amazed how the old wolf could read his mind.
 I don t know who killed those females. But if they did it out of personal
hatred toward me, Simone isn t safe. He wanted her here on the ranch, so he
could protect her, and fuck her until she couldn t remember any other werewolf
she had ever been with.
His ranch manager stared at him a moment, and this time, he began the walk
across the meadow, not commenting.
Rock leaped after him, falling into stride next to the old man.  If there is
something you aren t telling me& 
The old wolf s expression turned hard, and he focused ahead looking toward
the cottages, and not at Rock.
 You re a good werewolf, Toubec. But I worry they are going to try to take
you down.
 Don t worry about the pack, Hanson. Rock couldn t think of a single
werewolf in town who wouldn t kiss his ass if he demanded it.
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 And now you are sniffing around that little bitch& 
 Yeah. And?
 And she isn t known for her solid character. Hanson didn t look at him, but
entered the grove of pine trees.
 Her past is no longer an issue. Rock cut through the air with his hand,
mentally slicing the past away.
 Maybe not for you. But what if she can t change the way you want her to?
Rock didn t like where this conversation was headed. He wouldn t think about
Simone lusting after some other wolf. The thought made his blood boil. She was
on the wild side, but he could tame her. No other werewolf would touch her and
live through it.
 She doesn t like the way people talk about her. And he knew she wasn t
encouraging the talk. Ever since he d met her, he knew she wasn t dating
around, or sleeping around. She was always at home.  If she ran in the meadow
with a few wolves when she was younger, that s fine. She isn t doing it now.
 Now you know I ve been in this area for a long time. This is my pack, and I
know these werewolves.
They entered the clearing and Rock stared at the row of cottages, desperately
in need of repair. He thought about bringing Simone out here, showing her
around the place. He could see her sexy walk in front of him, her adorable ass
swaying from side to side while she checked out each cabin. She would love it
out here. The privacy. The quiet.
 Make your point, Hanson. He was about ready to tell his ranch manager to
get back to work and leave him be.
 I remember her running with the other wolves and bitches her age. I used to
get out more than I do now, you know. And I tell you this, Toubec. Your
biggest worry is right under that roof where she is staying.
Rock focused on his mental image of Simone, those wonderful large breasts.
God, he wanted to tease and torture those nipples until she screamed in
ecstasy. He wanted her naked, and on her knees before him, sucking on his
cock, while she watched him with her sultry baby blue eyes.
But his image slowly faded as Hanson s words hit him. He turned and stared at
his ranch manager, meeting the man s hard gaze.
 Are you suggesting she isn t safe where she is staying?
 Depends on what you call safe. Hanson slapped his pockets, as if searching
for something.
Rock realized the man was hesitating, searching for how to say something, or
not wanting to say it at all.
 You re damned determined to tell me something. Grouchiness suddenly surged
through him. There was work to be done, damnit.  You didn t follow me out here
because you have nothing to do.
Hanson looked offended, and turned to leave, but then turned right back
around again, and pointed a finger at him.
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