"Damn it all. "Ascanio!" The bouda sauntered forward, a picture of pure innocence on his face. "What the hell are you doing?" I growled. He pulled on a disarming smile like a shield. "Following you." "Why?" "Because." So help me God, I would brain him with something heavy in a minute. "Because why?" "I wanted to come. It's too dangerous for you and I'm concerned." Derek snarled quietly under his breath. "You can't blame me," Ascanio said. "Anybody in my place would be concerned. You don't even have a proper horse. You're riding a mutant equine of unknown origin."