Free The Wolf's Prey by Edugardo Gilbert X

Liam asks.
    "Yes. You're
close guard. Don and Larry within eye sight. Paul, Jerry and Louis,
you're on perimeter."
    I end the meeting
and go to my bedroom. I take a towel from the cabinet and turn on
the tap. Thinking of showering with Jocelyn last night comes to my
mind. I turn the control to cold and get in.
    Jocelyn's
POV
    I can tell the
phone call from Alpha Rhys affected my dad. He seems so different
lately. He almost seems sad, I don't get it. I leave the living
room and go back upstairs to my room.
    I have an hour
before Lennox will be here. I go into my closet and shift through
my clothes. He said we're going out but didn't say where. I decide
on dark skinny jeans and a nice silk black tank top. I pull on my
peep toe black sling backs. Leaving the closet I decide to pull my
hair back in a low pony tail and add more lip gloss. Flinging
myself on the bed I wait for him to show up. I'm still frustrated
with him. Everything was nice this morning and he ruined
it.
    I hear his truck
pull into the driveway and walk down stairs. "Mom, I'm leaving." I
call to her.
    "Okay,
bye."
    "Bye." I reply,
opening the door.
    Lennox just
reaches the steps when I walk out closing the door behind
me.
    "You look
beautiful." He says looking me over from head to toe.
    "Thanks. So do
you." I respond walking forward.
    He raises an
eyebrow. "I'm beautiful?" He asks smiling.
    "Yes, when you
smile." I answer honestly making my cheeks burn hotter.
    He takes my hand
lightly in his and we walk to his truck. When he drives away I
watch out the window.
    "I'm sorry about
earlier. I overreacted." He says looking at me.
    "Why did
you?"
    "Liam is supposed
to be guarding you and watching for possible threats. He can't do
that while eating with and talking to you. It angered me that he
was careless with you. I've remedied the situation, he'll be your
close guard and I've assigned other men to watch from further
away."
    "You think that's
necessary?" I ask worried.
    "I do. I spoke to
Rhys and so did your father. He wants you, this is a precaution. He
might do something stupid like try to take you."
    I nod and he
continues.
    "I got angry
about you talking to Tom because he disrespected me and you felt
sorry for him. I didn't like it. My wolf hated it and it's hard for
me to pull him back when I'm around you. Since last night, my need
to mate you is worse and my urges are stronger. The thought of you
with unmated men drives me crazy. I need you to understand if I
come across as unfair or angry that it's only
temporary."
    "Okay. Thanks for
explaining it to me." I reply smiling. I don't know what I'm
smiling about. Maybe it's the fact that for once something wasn't
my fault and he wasn't really angry with me.

    ***********
    My Room is
Literally in Flames !
    At Lennox's house
I wait for him to open my door, this time looking forward to his
hands on me. He sets me down and I put my hand in his as we walk to
the door.
    As soon as we
enter I smell garlic and tomatoes. I hope we're having Italian.
"Hungry?" He asks.
    "Starving."
    He smiles and
leads me to the kitchen where I see his cook finishing up with
dinner. "We'll be in the dining room." He tells her
briskly.
    "It smells
delicious." I comment. She smiles at me and Lennox leads me to the
dining table. He pulls out a chair and I ask, "Do you live here
alone?"
    "Yes." He answers
as I sit.
    "Do you have
family?" I question watching him sit down.
    "No, just the
pack. My mom left my father when I was two and my dad died when I
was eighteen."
    "Oh my God. I'm
so sorry." I say, horrified for his loss.
    He shrugs in
response. "I was never close to either of them. It's
fine."
    I remember Liam
telling me his father never had a kind word to say to him which
only upsets me more. Even though my father puts me down a lot, I'd
still mourn him if he died. Lennox really doesn't look hurt by the
loss. I want to ask more questions but I don't want to ruin dinner
before it even starts.
    "How old are
you?" I question instead.
    "Too old