Frazier thinks Chris is going to kick him out, leaving him homeless
and friendless. But Chris has other plans. The first? Make Frazier
submit to his will.
Excerpt
"Oh, please. Just admit it. You're pissed that your wife
is actually interested in me."
As soon as Frazier said the words, he regretted them. His mouth
got away from him. He believed completely that he was right,
but that didn't mean he had the right to say it. That was always
his problem. He never knew when to keep his stupid mouth shut.
One glance at the alpha's face told him he had crossed the line.
In fact, he had sprinted past the line so fast, he hadn't even
seen it.
"Get him out of my sight."
Two lackeys stepped up to grab Frazier's arms. He hadn't been
there long, but he still knew what came next. He had a stupid
mouth, but he wasn't a fool.
"No. Please. I'm sorry."
Chris rolled his eyes. "You'll forgive me if I don't believe
your sincerity."
"I am. I'll do anything to prove it. Please."
"You can start by keeping your mouth shut."
"Yes, sir. I can do that. Anything you say."
"I mean, starting now."
Frazier pressed his lips together and nodded. He didn't mind
the order to shut up. If he wasn't talking, he wasn't digging
his hole any deeper. He glanced at Rose, trying to read her,
searching for any clue, but the encouraging smile was gone from
her face. A quick scan around the room revealed nobody was smiling
encouragingly. Was he really going to get tossed out on his
ass because he flirted with a beautiful woman? Or was it because
she flirted back? Or was there something else going on that
he just didn't understand? Was it some weird pack thing?
"You're problem, boy, is that you refuse to submit. You
don't understand there is a hierarchy in this pack, and that
you are at the bottom. I don't mind that you flirted with Rose.
She's an adult, after all. It's a matter of respect."
Frazier opened his mouth to apologize, but Chris held up his
hand, stopping him before he made a sound.
"Do you see? I tell you to be silent, and you immediately
want to speak. Everything you've done since you've become a
member of his pack comes back to your basic lack of respect.
Do you have something to say for yourself?"
Frazier waited, wondering if this was some sort of trap, but
Chris looked at him expectantly. "I'm sorry. I want to
prove myself. I want to learn respect."
Chris regarded him for several long beats, and Frazier couldn't
help but shift under the weight of his stare. It was difficult
to look Chris directly in the face at the best of times. He
was one of those men who seemed to glow, he was so handsome.
His face was all sharp, angular planes, and his mouth was succulent
but still masculine. Frazier would never forget the first time
he saw his new alpha. Stunned would have been putting it too
mildly. He had no idea how Chris had managed to rise to such
prominence in the pack at such a young age-he couldn't have
been more than thirty-five-but he suspected it had something
to do with the fact that he was like a Roman statue come to
life.
"Sir?" Terry stepped forward, still looking contrite.
He was technically above Frazier in the hierarchy-everybody
was-but Frazier thought he still might kick Terry's ass at the
first opportunity. "I've known Frazier for a long time,
and I do think he'd be a good fit for the pack."
"I should kick you out with him."
Terry immediately shrank back. "I'm sorry. When I
when
I bit him, I never thought
I never suspected he would be
so
difficult."
It was all Frazier could do to keep from rolling his eyes.
When Terry bit him, he wasn't thinking about anything except
getting his dick wet. Though, to be fair, Frazier hadn't been
thinking about much more that, either.
"I don't think I can teach you respect, boy. I don't think
you want to learn."
"I want to learn," Frazier answered quickly. "I
do."
"Prove it. Get on your knees."