Roxie’s Protectors: Book Six
Dirk’s Love
Marisa Chenery
Published: January 2012
ISBN: 978-1-936950-65-2
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Chapter One
Dirk walked into the upstairs room Roxie used as her office in the mansion she lived with her mate, Beowulf.
Roxie and Dirk had spent so many hours working on his secret project—including the time he was on duty protecting her—he practical y felt as if he lived there. Now that they’d completed what they’d worked so hard on, Dirk didn’t know if he should feel sad about it or not. He’d rather enjoyed his time brainstorming with Roxie.
Watching her typing away on her desktop computer, he smiled. Roxie was just as much an internet junkie as he was. She was also an exceptional web designer. She’d taught him everything he knew about HTML and coding pages.
“Hey, Rox,” he said as he stepped farther into the room.
She turned her head away from the computer monitor, her hands stil moving on the keyboard. “Hi, Dirk.
Are you ready for your big reveal?”
He groaned to himself. He stil didn’t think this was such a great idea, but Roxie had insisted. And since she was the foretold one who ruled over al the werewolf packs, he pretty much had to do whatever she said. Dirk was just one of her Protectors.
“I’m stil not keen on it,” he said. “The others are going to think I’m an idiot for doing this. You know that’s the main reason why I’ve kept my mouth shut about this project for the last year. And why I swore you to secrecy.” Roxie rose and walked around the desk until she stood in front of him. “There’s no backing out. You should be proud of what you’ve accomplished. I think you’ve come up with something that’l help a lot of male werewolves. If your brothers-in-arms can’t handle it, then they’re the fools.
And I left Saskia out of that group on purpose. I know she’l side with me.”
Saskia was the leader of the Protectors, while Roan, Jager, Leif, Skylar, Kye and he made up the rest. They were so close they’d basical y formed their own pack and lived together in a mansion in Marin County.
“It’s a given that Leif wil say something. He won’t be able to help himself. Jaden may have reined him back a bit, but Leif stil talks shit when the mood strikes him, or if he wants to rile one of us up.”
Roxie waved his concerns away with a flick of her hand. “Forget about Leif. If he knows what’s good for him, he’l keep his comments to himself. You’ve worked very hard on this, and I won’t let him spoil your moment. If he does try to be a jackass, I’l order him to shift into his wolf form, then use my magic to keep him like that for a day, so I can chain his butt outside in the backyard.” Being the foretold one, Roxie had more magic inside her than the typical werewolf. Her trick of chaining a werewolf out in her backyard like a dog had been put to use a few times already. To be on the receiving end was humiliating, to say the least.
“That stil doesn’t make me feel any more confident,” Dirk said.
Roxie punched him in the arm. “Stop doing that to yourself.”
He rubbed the spot where she’d hit him. “Ow. Doing what to myself?”
“Feeling as if you should be ashamed. Instead, you should be proud.”
“Fine. I guess I’l do it your way, not that you’ve left me with any choice in the matter.”
“No, I didn’t. If I had, you wouldn’t tel them.” Damn right he wouldn’t have. He was nine hundred and fifty years old, and had spent most of his adult years—
which were many—fighting with a sword in his hand. His little project was so beyond that that it wasn’t even funny. He was a warrior through and through, but this could quite possibly make him look like a big wuss in his brothers-in-arms’ eyes.
Roxie turned back to her desk and picked up the closed laptop computer resting on its surface. “Come on, let’s go downstairs and make your big reveal.” She brushed past him and headed out the door.
Dirk slowly fol owed behind Roxie. He’d bite the bul et and get it over with as quickly as possible.
Once they reached the bottom of the stairs, he fel in behind her as she walked toward the living room where his entire “family” sat waiting. More than one of them had asked him what this “meeting” was al about, but he’d given nothing away.
“About time you two came down,” Kye said as Dirk and Roxie came to a stop in the middle of the room.
Kye sat on one of the couches while his mate, Michaela, sat next to him. They’d been only mated for the last six months. The others in the room were Saskia and Eli, Roan and Ansley, Jager
