Heat Rising: A KinKaid Wolf Pack Story

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Authors: Jessica Lee
her, and Rosa sounded upset…” His palms went up in a show of surrender. “I overreacted.”
    Kaleb grunted. “What are you doing here any way? I’m off duty this morning.”
    “The alpha’s called a mandatory meeting. Stefan Gregorson has responded.”

Chapter Five
     
     
    He’d come off like a complete ass.
    Landry was surprised Kaleb hadn’t decked him earlier that morning for insinuating the male had been trying to hurt Rosa. But after Kaleb hadn’t answered his door, and Landry had picked up on Rosa’s distressed voice coming from the back of the house, throw in what he’d found when he’d gotten there… Every protective instinct inside him had fired. And at that moment, he didn’t see his best friend, only a male Landry had to eradicate from Rosa’s body.
    Hours later, after his head had cleared, he’d cringed over the memory of his action. God, he was a jerk. He’d known Kaleb for too long and shouldn’t have jumped to conclusions. Landry scrubbed the day’s worth of beard growth along his jaw. He was sure his appearance looked about as rough as he felt.
    Pulling up alongside Rosa’s Jeep in front of her home, Landry shoved his SUV into park and cut the engine. The day had already been a long one spent meeting with the alpha and his team of enforcers about the Gregorsons. According to Evin, Stefan’s couriered written response had been heated. A litany of rants about their alpha’s lack of respect toward the other male and his lateral position as leader. Gregorson had stated he would definitely make a personal appearance soon to retrieve his misguided pack member, but he hadn’t said when. Of course not. He’d rather keep them all in suspense and the KinKaid pack on constant alert.
    More fun that way for the bastard.
    As a result, Landry’s day had sucked. So why the hell he thought ending it by adding a confrontation with Rosa was going to make things any better eluded him.
    Landry exited the vehicle and made his way up her sidewalk, worrying the set of keys between his fingers, the metal clinking in time with the dull thump of his boot heels on the concrete. But he couldn’t go home without checking on her first and getting a couple of things off his chest. Like why she’d gone to Kaleb and not him about this sudden urge of hers to learn how to fight? Yeah…he and Rosa had a few things to talk about.
    At her door, Landry pressed the illuminated button of her doorbell. It didn’t take long before the sound of her feet padding across her wood floors came from the other side. The lock clicked, then the door swung open.
    Wearing a pair of white shorts that stopped mid thigh and a pink T-shirt emblazoned with a set of fangs and a message that said something about Wanting to Do Bad Things scribbled across the front, Rosa cocked her hip and slapped a palm against the jam.
    Fuck. The number of “bad things” he wanted to do just got a hell of a lot longer, and every one of them involved Rosa in that shirt, beneath him, on her knees in front him, her back against a wall with her legs around him…
    “What are you doing here?”
    Landry blinked and yanked his head out of his fantasy. “You know… That’s the second time I’ve been greeted that way today?” He mirrored her hold on the wood. “If I was a sensitive guy, I might start developing a complex that people aren’t happy to see me.”
    “Maybe you should smile more and then others might not think you’re always the harbinger of doom.” She smirked.
    “I’ll try to work on that.”
    Rosa dropped her arm, stood back, and Landry crossed the threshold. A warm glow from a couple of lamps on her end tables in the den lit the interior. The smell of peaches filled the space from a candle somewhere in the room, the fragrance mixing with the floral notes of the woman beside him. A provocative combination that teased his senses.
    “So what brings you here this late? And please tell me it’s good news despite the grumpy look on your

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