I let two weeks pass by, enough to let everyone think on the Anna situation. I myself thought about her. She was defiant, cocky, and headstrong. Everything I liked about myself. Maybe there was a reason we'd bumped into her. When I figured enough time had passed, the next night the boys and I rode back to the Boardwalk. I told Star to stay at the cave with Laddie. There was no need for her to get another dose of empowerment from Anna just yet.

"Let's do something fun." I grinned at my boys, leading the way to the carousel. We caused the usual amount of trouble then things took a turn for the worse. I found the Surf Nazis were also riding the carousel. Shelly, the blonde who was dating their leader Greg, was sitting on the bench beside him. I couldn't resist. We'd been looking for a reason to wipe them off the face of the earth anyway.

I cupped her chin and looked into her eyes. Greg instantly exploded and the rest of his gang moved in on the boys. I was just about to get a swing in at Greg when the doughy security guard jerked me back, his nightstick crushing my throat, when a soft voice spoke out over the commotion.

"Officer, I'm sure my boys didn't mean to cause trouble," Anna said, slipping up in front of the officer, an innocent smile brushing across her lips. My eyes burned as I stared at her. Who the hell did she think she was?!

The officer was obviously startled that this young girl was claiming us troublemakers as hers. "Your boys?" he repeated, voice shocked. His nightstick dropped away from my throat and I shrugged off his arms.

"My boys," Anna flashed him another smile. She slid past me, moving towards Dwayne, who was still being held back.

She caught his eye, and Dwayne stopped struggling. He relaxed. Man, this girl had worked voodoo on them both!

"Ok boys, let's go." I gave the order, my throat sore from the nightstick, and pulled away from the officer. The others frowned but followed. Anna flashed a final smile at the guard, stepping off right behind Dwayne. He immediately wrapped his arms around her waist. I held back a snarl. Anna turned to me.

"Where's Star?" she asked.

I shrugged, letting the anger build inside me but not escape yet. "Around," I answered. "I knew you'd come back." She glared at me for a long moment, but the effect was lost when Dwayne nuzzled at her neck. In that moment, I knew I'd lost Dwayne. But it didn't mean we couldn't have Anna for the Pack.

"So what are we doing?" she asked, unconsciously including herself. "Besides causing trouble, of course."

I hid my grin; she was beginning to see it our way, it was just a matter of formalities now. I shrugged again at her. "Who knows?"

The rest of the night Anna hung with us, joining us in our usual tormenting of the tourists and locals. Finally the time came for us to hunt. Dwayne made up an excuse for us and we walked her to her door. She smiled at each of us, giving Dwayne a kiss. Then she turned and moved closer to me.

"That couple," she told me softly. I knew she was referring to Shelly and Greg. "Make them hurt. They tried to hurt you, and you're mine. Make them pay for that transgression." I felt slightly odd hearing her call us 'hers'. But in a way it actually felt right. I grinned at her and nodded. If that's what she wanted, if that's what it took to get her to be ours, then it was done. We left her then and headed up the back hills, to where we knew Greg and Shelly went.

Within minutes, both were dead.