~Harley’s Point of View~ *Holy fuck she’s so beautiful,* Jaxson swoons as we watch Dakota swimming in and out of the waterfall. We’d just had an awesome hunt, and we’d scored a nice coyote to eat. Could have done better, but it was enough for us to share. We’ll make up for it tomorrow. Sure she’s been quiet and not terribly nice but she’s here and I gotta start somewhere. When Dakota notices me gawking at her, I swim closer. “Oh good, for a minute I couldn’t tell if you had a stroke or just went blank,” she chides. My insides heat, absolutely loving her insults. She’s quick and thinks on her feet. I love a girl who speaks her mind. *But the hard to get thing is too much of a tease,* Jaxson whines. “Just admiring the view,” I say, because it's the damn truth. She ignores my comment. “Well we still have an hour of daylight if we’re lucky, I have some work to do,” she says, turning toward the shore line. “Like what,” I say, knowing there can’t be anything better than a wet Dak

~Dex’s Point of View~ “How can you not know who Tommy the Turtle is,” Mitch asks, in shock. I stare at him like he’s got two heads as he makes some impression of this puppet animal that supposedly is something he watched on TV as a pup. *I think he might be slow. Like a turtle! See what I did there,* Kent laughs. I roll my eyes so hard I’m afraid they’ll get stuck. It’s been roughly twenty-four hours since I’ve seen Dakota and I’m ready to go find her on my hands and knees, begging for her to never leave me again. She drives me nuts but not like this. In the best ways for the most part. If I were stuck on a deserted island with Mitch, I’d have killed and roasted him the first night. And the universe would thank me. *Aww come on! I think he’s funny if nothing else,* Kent chides. Yeah well at least we got rid of those other two morons. I’m past my quota. I’m stuck between extreme boredom and sensory overload at once since Mitch seems to be offending literally everything in my per

~Dakota’s Point of View~ “You! You’re one of the assholes that did all this,” I snap, my mind suddenly very focused. But more pissed off than anything. I shouldn’t be wasting time on this, my only focus should be Dex. He grins again, but I look away quickly when I see them hoist Dex’s body up, using the hunk of tree as a stretcher of sorts. My feet move on their own, and I run for him. Once he’s laid on the ground I run my hands all over him, beginning to assess his body. He’s got lots of little cuts, and bruises forming, things his wolf should be able to heal. The fact that he’s not is bad, real bad. “Where is he hurt? Is it internal, what if he’s bleeding inside,” I say, not talking to anyone in particular. I have the thought that all these guys could have gotten him out for an easy kill, but they’ll have to get through me. Through my anger anyhow. I have no doubt they could overpower me without issue. *We have to get him to the cave! We can’t trust they won’t take advantage of h

~Dakota’s Point of View~ “Do I… get a trial or something,” I ask, just above a whisper. A male with a pen and clipboard glares up at me and even though I know he’s no one important, I’m still terrified of him. “A trial? When there were many witnesses all of whom will say it was you? When our own examiner noted your scent all over his majesty? When his blood was on you,” the male says, looking at me like I’m an idiot. I bit my lip as a brick sinks in my belly. I’m still feeling Dex’s pain, I’m constantly sweating and Laney is pissing me off like never before. “I guess I just thought…” I start to say, but instead I blow out a hard breath and fall back on the bench.I have nothing to say that’s helpful. “The King will be here in the morning. Apparently there are many crimes you’re wanted for and this is just the beginning of our investigation,” he says, sticking his nose in the air and turning to walk out. The cameras. The plotting. So many males out here know. They know it wa

~Dakota’s Point of View~ “Hold the phone there partner, so what exactly was happening to me at the time my brain was somehow so deprived of oxygen that I passed out and now can’t remember who the hell I am,” I snap, pointing at the three males staring at me. Not a single one looks familiar and it pisses me off more! Suddenly, I grab the blanket over my body and move to throw myself out of bed. Just as I plant my feet on the floor and push to stand, my legs don’t quite work and I immediately fall back down. But that’s the least of my worries! “I’m naked! What the fuck! Turn around all of you right now or I’ll have your balls in a jar,” I shout, as I reach for the blanket and quickly wrap it around me. All three do exactly as I asked, and I stick my nose in the air for good measure. They’re all dressed, did they conveniently forget me?! “Now… where is the bathroom? It better be close… ooooohh ohh,” I moan, as I shove my thighs together. One of them points to an open door and I