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Yeah, Marcus was a typical alpha male, human or not, and thought I had just gone along with it because he told me so, but that was going to be a misconception I corrected soon enough.”Sure. I just need to talk to my boss. Where do you want to meet?””Just come outside,” he answered. Before…

* * * When I woke up wrapped around someone strong and warm, skin to skin, I assumed I was still dreaming. My one night each with Marcus and Alexander aside, that really wasn’t a typical part of my routine. Then, I remembered the night before and realized where I was, which in turn meant…

Why did that thought turn me on? Damn, I really needed to get this new side of my nature under control. My mind was racing, desperate to come up with any explanation for what I was hearing. It all felt like grasping at straws, the one even more absurd than the last, but it was…

Now I felt plenty of warmth rushing to my face, but I knew the reason. “I’m not in heat yet,” I mumbled, folded my arms. “It’s not even a full moon.” Cole raised an eyebrow. “Seriously?””What?” I asked defensively.”Shifters don’t go into heat on a full moon,” Cole said, as if it should be obvious….

He frowned slightly, like he was trying to make sense of something. All I could do was hope he’d recognize me if he didn’t already. I didn’t know how to shift back, and given my recent circumstances, I had never imagined that would be a problem. He squatted next to me, brushing his hand over…

Cole leaned over me again, pulling my head up to look at him. He was frowning, his eyes clouded with confusion and something like concern. “Can you understand me?” I didn’t know how to respond, but I managed to wag my tail enough that it flopped against the mattress with a faint thump. Such a…

“I did not!” Elsa’s voice cracked, anger and panic twisting her face into something grotesque. She would never admit such a thing-especially not here. Pride ran in her bones; she hated playing the pitiful victim. But she couldn’t let her future in-laws, her would- be grandparents, believe she was some vicious, selfish slut. So she…

Mary’s lip curled in disgust. She slapped her again, even harder. “Not on purpose? Don’t tell me Lily forced you to sneak up behind her and shove her! Even that idiot Simon wouldn’t believe such garbage. Elsa, you are truly sickening!” The sight of Elsa’s swollen, pitiful face only fueled Mary’s fury. Thinking of that…

“James,” Zoey instructed softly, “her hands are sore. Roll a warm boiled egg over them when you’re home, or put some ointment on? “I will,” James answered, already planning to. Zoey sighed, stroking Lily’s hand with pity. “What a grievance you’ve suffered tonight. All Simon’s fault- dragging every stray cat and dog into this house,…

Simon found himself staring, entranced, forgetting even to pull her away from Elsa. “Simon… it hurts… save me…” Elsa’s agonized cries shattered his daze. Reality slammed back into him. Shame scorched through him. How could he, even for a moment, find her beautiful while she brutalized his cherished Elsa? Fury overtook him. He charged forward,…