Paul stepped forward. "She's right, Dominic. I say we let Cole sweat. He'll know he's not going to get away with it. Leave him to sit and wonder what you'll do and when you're going to do it."
Dominic snickered. "And what if he goes after her again? Huh? What if I put a fucking pin in it and then he sends more wolves after her in the meantime? He'd most likely send an even larger number the next time just to be sure she got the beating he ordered."
Growling, Natalie gripped his head and turned it sharply so that she could stare into his eyes. "You listen to me, psycho boy. You might be happy to give your brother the satisfaction of falling into his trap but I'm not. Here's what's going to happen. We're all going to calm down and drive back to Bedrock and you're not going to give me any shit about it or so help me God I'll beat you so bad you'll have to put toothpaste in your ass to brush your teeth!"
