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Page 63 of Havoc's Fox

“Leave me alone!” Analise said, backing away from her.

“I’m just seeing if it’s a real bite or not.”

“Is it?” Analise asked, turning her ankle out for Emmalyn to be able to clearly see the small mark on the inside of her right ankle.

Emmalyn examined it, then looked up at Analise. “Two marks, both of his top canines. It’s just a nip, but enough to count.”

“How? How did I not know?!” Analise cried out.

Emmalyn shrugged. “Is he as good as I think he is?”

Analise met her gaze horrified at her question, then just as quickly as she was offended, she gave into the obvious. “Yes,” she said, shaking her head, unable to believe the situation she’d gotten herself into. “Yes, he is.”

“And that is how you didn’t notice that he claimed you. For the record, I still think he’s an asshole. He did it like this instead of all obvious somewhere else so you wouldn’t notice.”

“Doesn’t much make a difference, though, does it?” Analise asked as she wandered back inside the house.

“Apparently not.”

Chapter 15

Analise flopped down on the sofa, still holding the towel around her body.

“You’re turning blue,” Emmalyn said.

“My hair is wet, I was standing outside in cold freaking weather.”

Emmalyn kind of tilted her head in a ‘yeah, okay’ kind of manner. “So, what are you going to do?”

“Are you serious?” Analise asked.

“Very.”

“I’m going home. I’m leaving.”

“He’s going to follow you.”

“I’ll have him arrested.”

Emmalyn flopped on the ottoman across from Analise. “Okay, so, angry me would, too. But, do you really want to do that?”

Analise looked at Emmalyn like she’d lost her mind. She’d always been her staunchest supporter and now she was questioning having Havoc arrested.

“I mean, yeah, he’s an asshole. And he’s an arrogant asshole at that. But he’s Havoc. If you have him arrested, who knows what’ll happen? You can’t lock a shifter in a cage for long. And he’s Harley’s dad. And he’s Uncle Maverik’s son. And deep down inside we love him, he’s family.”

Analise looked angrily at Emmalyn.

“Even if we don’t want to acknowledge what you and he are, we love him because he’s family and we all grew up together. There was a time we were all so close, and so happy.”

“That was a long time ago, Emmalyn,” Analise said, thinking back to their childhoods. The trouble didn’t start until Havoc was about to turn sixteen, and it continued for a while. Wild was an understatement where his puberty was concerned.

“Yeah, but can you remember before it went bad?” Emmalyn asked.

“Can you?” Analise asked.

“Yes, I can. I miss the bond we all had.”

Analise sat back into the cushions behind her. She didn’t say anything for a little while, until she finally admitted what Emmalyn already knew. “I miss it, too.” She closed her eyes and shook her head. “I miss him so much.”




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