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“We can go into town now if we take someone with us. There are no rules against drinking coffee.” “Coffee? What, are you going on a date with a human?” He wrinkles his nose. “No. A male from Salt Mountain.” “What’s his name?” “Lenox.” He snorts. “That’s a douchebag’s name.” “Lucan’s a douchebag’s name.” It’s…

“I mean it, Mari.” “I know, but there’s really nothing to say.” I cross over to her and reach out to run the tip of a finger over the impossibly soft back of Raff’s balled fist. “He’s lost in dream land, isn’t he?” I say, praying she lets me change the subject. My eyes are…

Annie groans under her breath. “I suppose I shouldn’t.” I pretend to eye him up, letting my gaze drop meaningfully from his lips to his chest to his pile of beets. I raise a dubious eyebrow. “I guess I could add you to my list for consideration.” “That’s all a male can ask for. Due…

I feel like I’ve changed into a whole new person, and here he is, like four years ago was yesterday. My stomach feels strangely hollow. I draw back my shoulders. He doesn’t seem like he’s going to say anything. His jaw is clenched tight. Instead of the usual package of venison wrapped in white butcher’s…

And they both fucking failed. I gather myself together, straighten my spine as much as the gash will let me. Una saved me from my father eighteen years ago, and Kennedy saved me tonight by a hair’s breadth. You know, maybe Fate doesn’t have it out for me. Maybe she’s got my back, and the…

Darragh’s throat bobs. “Abertha says you’re okay.” She left here and went to him. They talked about me. He talked to her. The cold black pit inside me yawns wider. “Are you okay?” he asks. The wound in my side is hot, and I guess it hurts, but I don’t even register it as pain….

The cabin is so quiet. The only sound is my own shallow breathing. I can’t tell whether I’m hot or cold. Can you be both at the same time? It’s like gravity glitched, and my blood dropped to my feet, but my poor heart’s still trying to pump, and it’s sputtering like a fish on…

I whine, impatient, rocking back and forth. My wolf and I are past ready, the want becoming almost a burn. An agony. “I won’t hurt you,” he tells me again, so low that I don’t think I’m meant to hear. He notches himself at my entrance and takes a deep breath. “Say stop if you…

“You hang back, okay?” I say, dragging my wolf out of her corner by her back legs with sheer force of will. “I need to do this myself.” Kennedy’s obviously disappointed, but she nods, and in a move as smooth as CGI, her human body flows into a big black wolf that lopes down the…

He’s staring back at me. His irises have turned such a dark brown, they’re almost black, except for the occasional flashes of gold like sparks off a blacksmith’s hammer. The bond is a straight line through the hall, uninterrupted by packmates and tables, strong and new and strange and real. Inescapably real. A male brushes…