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When I swallow, totally ruining any remaining minty freshness, I sigh again and drop my head over the foot of the bed, dangling my arms. I peek up at Cadoc’s wolf. His head is slightly cocked. “You should convince Cadoc to go home. That’s what he needs to do.” The words don’t seem to register…

“You want to live in a den with me?” “Yeah,” he says with no hesitation. “You’re really not going back to Moon Lake?” “No.” “Okay, then.” It’s that simple. As we start the long trek back to the Airstream, and a thousand worries tumble around in the dryer of my mind, I grab that quick…

His lip twitches again. “Maybe you’ll decide to challenge me for alpha of our pack. I have to stay on my game.” A sprout of warmth unfurls in my belly, near where the pup is growing. “You can’t have a pack of two,” I kind of grumble to play it off. “Sorry. You don’t make…

“You did after the trailer,” I remind him. “Well, your wolf did.” “I gave him our skin.” He winds his arms tighter, curving his shoulder so I’m tucked as close to him as I can get. “I couldn’t bear being myself anymore.” I keep listening. Somehow, I know he needs to tell me this. And…

Cadoc reaches a muscular arm around my middle and draws me gently but unhesitatingly between his legs, holding me with my back to his chest. He’s so strong, his grasp so unyielding, I don’t struggle for long. I don’t relax, though. If he tries anything more, it’s going to hurt him. For starters, I can…

“My body’s all wonky since this whole thing—” I gesture in the vague direction of my uterus. “My senses are off. I can’t tolerate cold as well. I’m not sure if I can still shift or not.” “So soon?” I nod. I wonder if it has to do with my wolf being the size of…

Cadoc watches intently as I arrange the jacket. Like he watched me build my nest. My cheeks blaze, and I stop messing with it. He goes back to trying to start a campfire. After three matches, Cadoc finally manages to get it going. He settles back to watch me again. He doesn’t seem inclined to…

“Yeah.” “But you stayed away?” “Yeah.” “Why?” “I figured you were too mad.” “But now, today, you decide to pop in?” “Yeah?” I blink. “Why?” He shrugs. “I don’t know. I decided you probably weren’t going to get less mad.” My nose tingles, and suddenly, I can’t bear being pinned in anymore. I drop to…

I don’t want to let go of the hurt and fear. It’s the only solid thing in my life right now. But it’s past noon, and it’s warming up, and it’s ridiculous that we should be out in the wilderness with a pup on the way. Am I really going to go through with this?…

I draw in a deep breath so I can let out a long sigh, and my droopy eyes fly open. What is that? It’s woodsmoke. Actual woodsmoke, faint, but unmistakable. Shit. Fire. The Land Rover is almost out of gas. If there’s a wildfire, I’m screwed. I leap from the bed, kick the quilt away…