Wolf Untamed (SWAT - Special Wolf Alpha Team #11) - Paige Tyler Page 0,71

before he and Brandon took off. Knox kissed Rachel, then followed, leaving Bree and the female werewolf alone.

“Brandon fits right in with them,” Rachel said as they watched him chatting with the group of young people Diego and Knox introduced him to. “That’s the way it works with betas. Five minutes from now, they’ll all be friends for life.”

Bree silently agreed. Within moments, Brandon was smiling and laughing, a sure sign he was comfortable with them.

She let out a sigh of relief. “I know Diego said your pack would accept Brandon right away, but I was a little nervous anyway.”

“You’re part of the Pack now, too, by the way,” Rachel said. “Both because you’re Brandon’s mom and because of your connection to Diego.”

Bree opened her mouth to say she and Diego hadn’t been dating long enough to have a connection yet, but then closed it again. Regardless of the fact that they’d just met, there was definitely something between her and Diego, even if she didn’t quite know what it was yet.

“You like him a lot, don’t you?” Rachel asked, her dark eyes thoughtful, like she was reading Bree’s mind. “Diego, I mean. You haven’t taken your eyes off him since you two arrived.”

Bree smiled and sipped her iced tea, unable to resist glancing at him. “Yeah, I guess I do. Even if things are happening crazy fast.”

Rachel’s lips curved. “I wouldn’t worry too much about how fast it’s happening. Diego is worth the rush.”

“You and Diego seem like good friends,” Bree said, running her hand down the back of the pit-bull mix named Tuffie who’d come over to visit. “Have you known each other long?”

“Since I moved here and joined the Pack in December. He’s been like an older brother to me since the day we met.” Rachel lifted her bottle of beer and took a sip. “I was having a hard time dealing with my change when I first got here. Diego helped me through it by being there for me to talk to, but also by looking out for me. He’s very protective of everyone.”

“I kind of got that impression,” Bree said, thinking about the three women he’d saved the night he’d gone through his own change.

Rachel looked out across the compound. “Now that y’all are together, there’s nothing he won’t do for you and Brandon.”

Hand still caressing Tuffie’s fur, Bree followed Rachel’s gaze to see that Diego and Brandon were already at the top of the rappelling tower. Her heart nearly seized in her chest as they slowly worked their way over the edge, leaning out with their backs to the ground until there seemed no way they couldn’t fall. But as high up in the air as they were, no matter how incredibly dangerous it seemed, Brandon was more relaxed than she’d ever seen. He completely trusted Diego. That was when Bree abruptly realized she trusted him, too. It was difficult to describe how amazing it felt to be able to believe in a man again.

Bree dragged her gaze away from Diego and Brandon. Watching them slowly move down the wall was making her dizzy. She didn’t want to imagine what it would be like looking down from that high.

“How long were you and Knox together before you knew it was real?” she asked Rachel. “I’ve only been in one relationship in my life, and it was a total disaster. I don’t want to move too fast with this one and mess it up.”

Rachel smiled at she looked over at Knox, who’d already rappelled down the wall and was at the bottom, talking to one of Diego’s teammates. The big werewolf lifted his head and gazed at her as though he could feel his fiancée’s eyes on him. After a long, heated glance, he went back to the conversation he’d been having.

“I met Knox in February and now we’re engaged, if that tells you anything,” Rachel said. “So, if you’re afraid of things moving fast, don’t be. Trust me when I tell you that what you have with Diego is real.”

Bree frowned a little as she considered that. “I thought it was real with my ex, and look how that turned out.”

“This is different,” Rachel said. “Diego is not your ex, far from it. Just trust your instincts.”

Bree gave her a wry smile. “You may not have noticed, but I’m not a werewolf like you. I don’t have your instincts.”

Rachel grinned. “You have them. You simply have to learn to trust them and accept that