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And just like that, Ira dropped into Bazi's vast and always growing toy box of wolves that she rally didn't care for. Her lips tightened at his response, but eventually she nodded. The pack needed bodies, he fit the physical requirements, and he had a bette reason than most to stay. Besides; it was Bones he liked, then Bones would be the one to keep him in check - or on her head be it.

New of Jinx's departure distracted the Alpha from her bitter thoughts. Jinx was dead? Just like that? Bazi's expression softened. She looked between Bone and Ira, questions lining up on her tongue. How? And what about Lecter? God, she hoped he had perished too. Perhaps Ira would lie about that.. but why would he? .. why does anyone lie about anything? No - later. She didn't trust this .. this snide little shit (who submitted, true, but so had Shadow). What on earth did Bones see in him apart from good bone structure and the potential for healthy sperm?

"That's news to me," she started, turning her cold eyes from Bones to Ira. "And of course - if that's what you want. I'm sure you'll make our favourite girl proud, Ira. Welcome back."