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“I’m not trying to brag or anything.” He sighs and frowns. “It’s just how he is.” “I know. I can’t hear them either.” He seems so unhappy that I tack on, “My wolf doesn’t have super hearing or super smell or anything,” just to keep this strange conversation going. “She’s a good wolf,” he says….

“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…

He detonates. Metal scrapes. Screeches. There’s a bang. Light floods the box. He’s airborne. He’s ripped the panels from the container, leaving jagged holes in the sides. He’s trailing chains. He lands on the man with the taser, knocking him on his back. The electrified barbs sink into his fur, shock jarring his bones, gasoline…

He snarls back. I nip his lower lip. His growls quiet, although they still vibrate his chest. I don’t know what I’m doing, but I know what I want, and he has it. I lower myself to his lap. He widens his thighs so I can kneel on the tops of them and open myself….

“What do you mean?” “My wolf—he’s a killer. He does what he does, you know? He goes for the throat. But when he has the skin, if I’m awake, I’m still in there. It’s like riding a bucking bull, but I have some influence. Not much, granted. But some.” He draws in a steadying breath….

“Like what?” “Anything you want. Make you feel good.” His voice grows even more ragged. “Kiss you.” “You are kissing me.” “You know what I mean.” “You mean on the lips?” He rumbles. For some reason, I want to giggle. He’s so male and dominant and grown, but in this moment, he reminds me of…

“It’s weird, isn’t it?” I say against his worn jeans. “We’re in the same pack, and we’re technically mates, but we don’t know each other at all.” He doesn’t say anything for a minute, and then he says, low and gruff and careful, “I want to know you, Mari.” “Yeah?” It makes me want to…

“I know,” I throw back, but my heart warms a smidgen. I did do right. I know that, but still—I don’t get told it often. Or ever. No one in my life is the “provides approval” type. A wave of heat hits me. I whine low in my throat and muss with my curls, trying…

Smith takes a few steps further into the box, closer to Mari. My whole body primes. “You think you can hold out four whole days, Conan?” He grabs Mari’s wrist and drags her arm to her side, baring her breasts. She tenses all over, but she lets him. Why? She’s stronger than he is. I…

“Mari?” Darragh says my name again. It sounds strange on his lips. “Gimme a second.” I suck down a big breath. “Okay. On the count of three.” His forehead furrows. I don’t think he expected me to take the lead. “On the count of three, we both pull. Okay?” I feel better being the boss….