Free Racing Destiny (Dirt Track Dogs Book 5) by P. Jameson Page B

stopped running to stare up at the crescent moon. This was it. This was what would fix his wolf. He had to find his mate and deny her.
    He had to convince his animal of the truth: there was no one for him but Destiny.
    He’d make plans in the morning. He’d scour all the packs nearby, moving farther and farther out until he found the female. Then he’d break his wolf’s mindset like it was nothing more than a twig.
    Not mine , Diz thought this time. Dessy is mine. Only Destiny .
    His animal fumed silently.
    He threw his head back and let out a wolfy chortle, feeling lighter than he had in weeks. This was all going to be okay. With a little time, things were going to be just fine.

Chapter Ten
     
    Her phone had been buzzing all morning with Diz’s texts and phone calls, but luckily he hadn’t come by her cabin. He’d be here soon though. As soon as Tana told Surge she was leaving.
    Destiny went to the big house earlier to say her goodbyes to Grace. Her sister didn’t have much concept of time, so she had taken it rather well. Destiny guessed Diz wouldn’t handle it quite so good.
    Then again, maybe he’d want her to leave after last night. She’d find out soon enough.
    A half hour later, Owyn pulled into her driveway. He got out of his truck, stalking toward her cabin like he’d rather eat liver than drive her to the Ouachitas.
    “Hey, cat,” he grunted, but then surprised her by wrapping his thick arms around her in a hug.
    “Hey.”
    He pulled back, and bent to pick up her suitcase. “You ready to blow this dog house?” It was a relief that he didn’t know the details of her leaving, and didn’t ask. Owyn wasn’t a curious cat. Except for Tana, he didn’t meddle in other people’s business.
    Destiny sighed. “Yeah.”
    She wouldn’t leave without telling Diz. They’d go by the shop on their way out.
    Owyn didn’t say a word as they bumped down the dirt road from her cabin to DTD’s garage.
    She spotted Diz outside, and when he looked up to see Owyn’s truck, a deep frown locked onto his features. He dropped the tire he’d been carrying as Owyn parked.
    “Stay here,” Destiny murmured. “Keep it running.”
    “Aw’right.”
    She stepped out of the truck and made her way to Diz on shaky legs.
    “Been trying to call you all morning,” he said, his voice unsure.
    “Yeah. I know. Sorry.” She swallowed the acid in her throat. “I wanted to do this in person.”
    He cocked his head to one side, his eyes going from her to Owyn’s truck and back. “We have a lot to talk about, Dessy. I’ve been thinking—”
    “No, listen. I wanted to tell you I’m leaving for a while. The Ouachita cats have a place for me, you know, until all this blows over.”
    She was aware it might never blow over, but she was trying to keep the emotion out of her voice.
    Diz scowled. “Leaving? You can’t leave.”
    “I have to. We need some time away from each other after…” Her voice threatened to fade out. “… last night.”
    He shook his head. “No. No we don’t. We just need to work through some shit. That’s all.”
    Diz reached for her but she jerked away from his touch, causing his eyes to narrow.
    “You’re wrong,” she said, her voice straining. “What happened between us was a mistake. You couldn’t even look at me afterwards—” She stopped herself from saying more. She wasn’t here to discuss it, to relive it. “I’m going, Diz. It’s what’s best for both of us.”
    His jaw clenched tight and his eyes swirled with confused emotion. “ No ,” he ground out.
    He took two steps forward, dragging her into his arms, and crushed her against him, his fingers biting into her shoulder blades.
    “You’re not going anywhere, hear me?” he whispered desperately against her ear. “Nowhere. You’re not leaving me. You can’t.” his arms grew tighter, stealing her breath. “You’re mine, Dessy. You’re mine .”
    “I’m not,” she rasped. “I never will be. You deserve to be