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“You do know dogs can kill, right?” he asked.

“Only if they’re trained to.” She rolled her eyes and he loved the sass. “Eve made sure she was prosecuted and dealt with and I took the woman’s place on the payroll, but I didn’t do it for the money.”

Drago pulled her in close and kissed her neck. “I know you didn’t, babe. I know you don’t do any of that kind of shit to get money.”

He heard her soft sigh. Now, he wanted to go and hurt this fucked-up woman for making his own see shit she didn’t need to see. No one would ever hurt his woman again and get away with it. He would make all those evil fuckers in the world pay.

Selma took his hand. “Come on, let me show you some of the guys and girls.”

And so, Drago followed Selma.

He was surprised to see some of the cages were open and the dogs were wandering around.

“Isn’t this a shelter?”

“Yes and no. Eve goes to shelters and adopts the dogs on the euthanasia list, and she does what she can for them. She helps take care of them, bring them back to health. Some dogs don’t have long, and she wants them to have fun and to know love. It’s quite simple. I think I’m making it sound a little more complicated than it needs to be.” She wrinkled her nose.

“Nah, it sounds about right.” He already knew everything about the shelter and now as the dogs ran toward his woman, he saw the creatures had a lot of love toward his wife.

He had to wonder how a monster like George Kent had been able to bring such a precious gem into the world.

Chapter Ten

It was official.

Selma, one hundred percent, had fallen in love with her husband, and it wasn’t because he made love to her the best way, although that was pretty damn good. How could she not love him now?

At first, when the dogs ran toward her, and they all wanted a fuss, and Drago was tense. He looked ready to strike out at the dogs if they so much as showed a hint of aggression. But a very chirpy little Pomeranian had walked over to Drago and circled around his boots, rubbing his body against her husband. He tried to be hard and tough, but her man was only hard and tough on the exterior. It didn’t take long for him to remove his jacket, roll up his sleeves, and be on his hands and knees with the dogs, playing, laughing, stroking, and just loving being around them.

She loved it.

And she loved Drago.

He didn’t hold back, and even bent down to kiss the dogs.

She also noticed that the Pomeranian, called Kevin, kept coming to him and would rag at the cuff of his pants, pulling on him to gain his attention. It was so cute. When it was time to leave and Eve came back, she saw that Drago had picked Kevin up and helped to put him back in his kennel. She glanced over at Kevin and saw the little doggy, looking incredibly sad.

From time to time, she had seen it happen when people had paid a visit and spent time with the dogs. There was this connection with the fur babies, and they couldn’t just ignore it.

There was a connection between Drago and Kevin.

While Drago went to the bathroom to clean up, she talked to Eve about Kevin, finding out he was only two years old, and he’d been left right in front of a dumpster, in a similar situation that Drago had been left.

“Can I adopt him?” Selma asked. “I think he’d be good for Drago.”

“I’ll get the paperwork. I know you’ll take care of him.”

She knew Drago would adore him as well and take care of him. Of that, she had no doubt.

After they finished at the shelter, she climbed into the car and Drago sat beside her. She didn’t know what their driver had done all day, but they made their way into town. They were not heading home, and she felt excited when the car came to a stop.

She turned to Drago. “We’re staying?”

“I seem to recall you have another place you’d like to visit.”

“I can?”

“Yes, I have already made the arrangements.”