Dean’s POV
I’m still raging, in case you were wondering.
I love Quinn with all my heart, but sometimes she focuses so much on protecting people, she doesn’t realize that she’s putting others at risk. Marie and Cooper went on that mission willingly, knowing the risks; the wolves at home are a different story.
Our daughter is a different story.
“You okay, man?”
I whirl so quickly at the sound of the voice, my fist connects with Finn’s gut.
“Jesus, man,” he coughs, clutching his abdomen as he keels over in pain. “I was just saying hey.”
It’s past dinnertime, and after dark—late enough that neither of us should be wandering around, even in the safety of the compound. We have guards posted, of course, but sometimes things slip through the cracks.
“What are you doing sniffing around?” I
