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been on the receiving end of her unflinching demands for information. More she showed courage when she refused to back down even when he invaded her personal space. Composure—he needed to stop listing her attributes. Schooling his features, he pinned her with a look—one she damn well ignored as her gaze never left the road—and said, “He is not your Alpha, so it is no betrayal to tell me of the Alpha I am to meet.”
    “One,” she said, holding up a slender finger. “You’re right he’s not my Alpha, nor are you. Two, you’re a guest of Mason Clayborne. You should have done your own homework. Three, my job is to see you safely onto Willow Bend lands, which I will do, and you can do it from the passenger seat of the vehicle or the trunk. Not really caring much at the moment which you pick. But if you give me another order, I will kick your ass out of my moving car and go get lunch. Capisce ?”
    Uncertainty invaded him. As unfamiliar as the emotion was, he found it even more aggravating because he wasn’t certain whether he was furious or enchanted. “No one speaks to me in this manner.”
    “They should. Keep your overbearing ass humble.” She shook her head. “I can’t stand Alphas.”
    “Then why are you escorting me?”
    “Because Julian asked me to do it, because Mason asked the Enforcers for our assistance in seeing you safely to Willow Bend lands.” She huffed a breath, and blew a lock of her deep red hair from her eyes. The hair was a fascination, yet it didn’t belong with her mocha colored skin or her jewel-like green eyes—cat’s eyes on a wolf. They suited her, however, as she kept showing him her claws.
    Narrowing his gaze, he drummed his fingers against his thigh. “Who is Julian?” The ease in her voice at the first man’s name, and the hints of affection, irritated him.
    “No one you’re going to meet.” Another blatant denial and the corner of her mouth kicked higher. “Though I have to admit, watching you and Mason chat might be the entertainment highlight of my year.”
    Curious when she said nothing more, he attempted another foray. “Why?”
    “Alpha plus Alpha? You two demanding crap from each other should be worth at least one laugh before the bloodshed begins.”
    Understanding kindled within him, and he ceased drumming his fingers. “There will be no bloodshed.”
    “You sound certain.”
    “I am certain. I requested permission to enter his territory out of respect. His granting that request shows a certain courtesy which I shall not abuse.” No, he merely needed to observe protocol, alert the Alpha to his intentions, then leave the man and his pack alone while he hunted Rayne. Truthfully, had a foreign Alpha sought to enter Seven Hills, Salvatore would have met them on neutral territory—another flash of insight burst within him and his wolf latched onto the truth in the scent. “You are the neutral territory.”
    “Excuse me?” At least some of the hostility in her icy tone thawed.
    Seeing no reason to keep her in the dark, despite her own cryptic responses, he smiled. “I would never allow another Alpha to enter my territory without taking their measure in neutral territory. Clayborne sent you— you are the neutral territory. You are taking my measure, and you must find me worthy.” The last thought pleased him enormously. More so than it probably should have, but he ignored the niggle of doubt.
    With a burst of acceleration, she angled the car to the right and swooped off the road via an exit he hadn’t realized they were taking. Tires squealing, she pulled into a rest area and chose a parking slot away from all the other vehicles. After slamming on the brakes, she shut the engine off.
    “Get out of the car.” Deadly intensity ricocheted between the syllables. The demand and order had his hackles rising, but he—not she—was Alpha. He owed her no obedience.
    The driver’s side door slammed. From his vantage, he enjoyed the long strides of her