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“Pups?” Something quickens in my stomach, and it’s gone so fast, and I’m still so shaken from the past forty-eight hours that I’m not sure whether it’s excitement or terror. He grunts and rises to his feet, offering me a hand. I take it. He helps me up and guides me through an arched hobbit…

Everything gets taken away. Nothing is guaranteed. “I’ll never let anyone hurt you again,” he says, and I know he means himself, too. “I know.” I reach out and brush my fingertips across his soft bottom lip, and I smile for him, so he knows what I mean—he’s not alone anymore. “You’re my mate.” I’m…

Darragh also wants to check in with the command center set up in the lodge. He says that the humans are from the branch of their government that “administrates” us. I have no idea what that means, but apparently, they’re more on our side than the hunters, and they have resources we don’t when it…

He takes my hand to lead me across camp and blood roars in my ears. Is he taking me back to the guest cabin from the night we mated? But we turn off past the commissary and up the path to the garage, and I calm down, but not entirely. My wolf is on edge,…

As it gets later, the stream of visitors tapers off. Annie excuses herself to bed. Kennedy changes into her comfy sweats and puts on a movie. Out on the porch, Lucan and Fallon shoot the shit in undertones. Is Darragh just going to leave me here? Go back to his shack in the woods like…

“Hardly ever.” I hug my shoulders. The sheet is too thin. “What do you know about me?” “Very little. But Darragh Ryan and I go way back.” My wolf growls. Abertha’s lip twitches, but only once. “So do you want to know, sweet little Mari?” A sense of foreboding settles on my chest where the…

At some point, Darragh disappeared, and I didn’t even notice. I search the bond, and he’s not far, so I force myself to relax. He needs to get cleaned up and seen to as well, although I can’t imagine him letting anyone fuss over him. A flash of irrational ire heats my cheeks. Would he…

“His wolf is cool with me.” It’s a stupid thing to claim, and I only say it to cover how stupid I feel. “You’ve met his wolf in your human form?” Abertha’s eyebrows rise. My face burns. That’s what I get for bragging that I have some kind of special connection with the mate who…

And in case I’m in danger of letting myself forget, my brain casts up the memory of my wolf’s claw slicing through her soft skin, the horrible scent of her blood in the air. But then I think about walking away, and I want to puke. I want to fight something that can fight back….

“Good girl,” he says like an afterthought when he sees I haven’t moved. He scoops me up, slips the sling over his head, and resettles me against his chest. My heart rate slows. He takes off again, running alongside the road. He puts a good three or four miles between us and the gas station…