“I should pull over and make you walk,” he grumbles. “Fine by me, Alpha.” “No male wants a female with a smart mouth.” “Don’t want you either.” I stare straight ahead. “And you said you liked a female with a mouth on her. Earlier.” He barks a laugh. “So I did.” His smile is slow to fade. “So I did.” We fall quiet. He doesn’t speak again until we turn off Rural Route 10 onto pack territory. “I like how you smell now. It’s better.” He glances over at me and catches my gaze. “Better than better. Good.”
