Dana Bell - Steel Beauty

To Mom, who thinks, even after seventeen years, that Dusty and I are nauseatingly sweet together. Its not like we make goo-goo eyes at each other just to watch her gag or anything. We arent that devious.

Really. No matter how funny it is.

To Dad, who will probably start calling on Dusty again to fix his Diablo II game now that his live-in tech support is heading off to college. Remember, dont let my sister touch it lest you have to restart your level 60 paladin again . How many times would that make, anyway?

To Memom, who tells my mother to stop gagging every time Dusty and I make goo-goo eyes at each other. She thinks it just encourages us.

To my brother, for helping me think up ways to torture Rick at a certain Pack meeting.

To Dusty, who has decided that since Ive named his laptop Bertha, aka the Other Woman, my laptop needs a name. Last I heard he was muttering Sven, maybe?

And to Crystal Dee, who came up with the name Steel Beauty. May I say you rock?

November

No fucking way. Rick stared at Max Cannon, the Halle Puma Alpha, and wondered what his head would look like rolling down the driveway. My mate goes home with me.

How are the Wolves going to react to an injured, non-Wolf Luna? Think, Rick! Not only is she injured, shes Puma. And until you can fully claim her, shes Pride. My Pride. Rick watched Max cross his arms over his chest. He wanted to rip them off and beat him over the head with them.

Hed had a thoroughly rotten day. Hed been shot, killed a rogue, found his mate, found out his mate was hurt , and now had to deal with a territorial cat intent on sending him on his way. She comes home with me.

Max sighed and rubbed his forehead. Look, Rick, I know how I would feel if this were Emma.

Rick nodded shortly. The big cat would understand, somewhat.

But, and this is a big but, Belinda hasnt had the easiest time of it in the last couple of weeks. Youre new to your position, as well. You need to solidify your Pack and prepare them for what theyre going to have to deal with when Belinda gets there. Youll also have to prepare Belinda.

Belle.

Rick looked at the pale mate of the Puma Marshall, Sheri Montgomery, the one whod been the cause of Rick coming down to Halle in the first place. Belle? Who was this Belle, and what did she have to do with Belinda?

Sheri shot a look at Simon, who winced. Ricks eyes narrowed at the guilty flush on the Betas face and wondered what the man was hiding. Sheri turned back to Rick with a grimace. Belinda is who she was when she was friends with Livia, the mask she wore to fit into Livias social set. Belle is who she really is.

Simon nodded. And thats something else that needs to be dealt with.

Rick sighed and sunk down onto Maxs leather sofa. The Alpha had dragged him, literally, out of Adrians house, shoved him in his Durango, and carried him off. It hadnt taken long for the rest of the Prides inner core to show up. Only the fact that his own Marshall hadnt been worried for him had kept him from biting some cat ass. You are going to explain all of this shit, right?

Emma spoke up. Ill try. Okay, roughly a month ago Max marked me as his and claimed me as his Curana. Rick nodded. Curana was Puma equivalent of Luna, the Alpha female of a Pack, or in Emmas case, a Pride. He gave me the Curanas ring, and I wore it to the annual Halle masquerade. When Livia realized Max had mated me, she freaked out. She attacked Becky, Simons mate, while Becky was still human.

Ouch. That explained why the woman had been Outcast. An unprovoked attack on a human? This Livia person was lucky Max or Simon hadnt ripped her throat out. Thats what Rick would have done. What does this have to do with Belle?

Emma shrugged. Belle and Livia were best friends, and it was well known Belle wanted to mate with Simon.

Rick stiffened. Mate with Simon? Now he understood some of why the Beta had looked guilty.

Emma continued the story, leaning against Max with a sigh. Because Livia attacked Becky, and Belinda wasnt anywhere near the party at the time it happened, most of the Pride assumed shed helped Livia in some way or another. Hell, even we assumed it at first.

Rick clenched his jaw against his immediate response. He didnt know Belle well enough to know if she was capable of such a thing, despite every single one of his instincts screaming that she wasnt. What happened next?

Livia was Outcast, and Belle

Emma looked up at Max, but it was Simon who answered. Belle proved herself to us. She helped save Becky when Becky collapsed at work, and she sacrificed herself to save Sheri from a psychotic stalker.

Simon shook his head. I never thought Belle had it in her to do that, but she proved me wrong.

She proved all of us wrong. Max snuggled Emma close, a frown on his face. But weve had a difficult time getting the rest of the Pride to see that, despite everything shes done. In essence, theyve shunned her. Shes lost her job, almost lost her apartment, and even with her injury we had a hard time getting volunteers to protect her when she needed it.

Rick bit back a growl. The danger was past, and they had figured out how to protect his mate in the end.

But the fallout on Belle had been, in Ricks mind, totally unwarranted. Just because her ex-best friend had been a psychotic bitch didnt mean Belle should be held responsible for the other womans actions.

He couldnt wait to get her away from the self-righteous assholes who were making her life a misery.

He stood, ready to walk out Maxs front door, put his female in his car, and take off for home.

Rick. Becky stood, ignoring Simons outstretched hand. Im probably one of the last people Belinda would expect to stand up for her right now, but I have to say, shes had a horrible time of it. Dont make it worse for her.

Max blocked his path to the front door. Are there any doctors up by you who can handle an injured shifter? Any who can deal with the physical therapy shes going to need?

Rick growled.

Max, the smug bastard, smiled. Are you willing to move down here for the next few months? No? Then go home. Let her heal. Then, when shes ready, come and take her.

Take her home.

What? Max turned to his little dark-haired mate.

Take her home . You said take her.

Max gave her a puzzled frown. Well, that too.

Rick snorted, amused for the first time that day, as Emma rolled her eyes at Max.

Max put his hand on Ricks shoulder, squeezing reassuringly. I give you my word that no harm will come to your mate while she is under my protection.

The formal vow, accompanied by a flash of Maxs power, reassured him. Looking around, he saw the determination on the faces of the rulers of the Halle Pride, and knew hed lost this round.

He accepted Maxs oath, and the separation that would accompany his decision, with a great deal of reluctance.

But there was no way in hell he was going to stay completely out of his mates life for the next few months. He might not have her by his side, but hed be damned if he didnt have some piece of her.

December

Belle picked up the little hand-held computer Rick had sent her and smiled. Shed only been out of the hospital for a little over a month, but he text-messaged or called every single day without fail. Hed even set up the chat program for her. Shed laughed when she saw the handles hed given them both.

BgBdWlf837: Hows my Luna today?

She started typing on the miniscule keyboard. The concentration helped with the pain, sometimes.