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That’s why Kennedy and I decided to keep it to ourselves when we first sat down and made a list of all the males we know from other packs. We itemized their pros and cons and had pragmatic discussions about whether being a rich asshole from Moon Pack is disqualifying for reasons of rank solidarity, and if North Border is too far to go for a one-night stand.There was no clear good choice, and we were getting ready to settle for a dude drawn at random, when Lenox landed in our lap.It was karma. There was this guy that Kennedy played online with, and he just talked like a shifter. I played the game for a few weeks while we were trying to figure out how to smoke him out. Since the coup, nothing interesting has happened, so deducing that “flowb4bros” was one of us was a big thrill. Eventually, Kennedy worked up the courage to ask him point blank what pack he’s from, and he said Salt Mountain.And then he asked for my number. He texted me immediately, and we’ve been talking every day sinc
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I strip in my bedroom and streak down the hallway to run the bath. Annie did my nails earlier today, so I have classic red fingers and toes. I was thinking about putting my hair in an updo tomorrow, but if there’s even one percent humidity, it’ll look like a Truffula tree from Dr. Suess. Besides, Lenox says he can’t wait to play with my curls. They’re pretty much irresistible to everyone.Even Darragh wound one around his finger that night when—I squash the memory. Stomp it flat. Kick it into a corner. Slam and bolt the door behind it. Still, my stomach cramps. I sink back in the hot water until the steam heats my chin and focus on my breath.Why did he have to show up today of all days? Just when I’m taking this big step?The past is over. I’m not going back to thinking there’s something wrong with me, and perversely daydreaming about him showing up and begging my forgiveness. And I’m not going back to being angry all the time.Life is good now, and tomorrow I’m going on the first d
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She waits again. I keep my mouth shut.Her eyes warm, and she begins to idly rub Raff’s rump again. “Darragh said there’s buckshot in the bird.”This can’t be why she came over so late. “We’ll keep an eye out. No worries.”“I know.” She cups Raff’s little head and strokes him with the lightest touch. His mouth works like he’s dreaming of milk. “He was…on edge.”I shrug.“He said he’d talked to you.”I nod, folding my arms.As she idly traces Raff’s tiny ear, she gives me a soft smile. “You can always come to me, you know? Even though I’m busy all the time with this little guy and getting the online store set up and the plans for the warehouse—” She stops for a breath, her smile turning wry. “I’ve always got the time. If you want to talk about it. Or not talk about it. Either way. I’m just over there.” She nods in the direction of her cabin. The lights are blazing.“I can’t believe Killian let you walk over here in the dark.”She snorts, scans the shadows, and nods at the trees in our
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6DARRAGH“Holy. Fucking. Fate. Is he ripping its spine out?” The young male that Killian brought with him whispers under his breath, but there’s nothing wrong with my ears.I am ripping its spine out.Actually, I’m cracking it apart, vertebrae by vertebrae, and pitching the bones as far as I can in opposite directions. That’s how you kill this thing.If it can be killed.I thought I’d finished it off when I’d decapitated it and threw its carcass back into the bog it had invaded up by Salt Mountain territory. In retrospect, maybe I cut its ass off, not its head. It’s a worm the size of a truck. How do I know which end is its ass? I’m not checking the holes for teeth.It should be Salt Mountain’s problem, but they don’t do shit until an issue is sitting on their doorstep, if then. I draw my arm back and cannon a vertebra into an oak. The kid with Killian almost jumps out of his skin when the bark explodes.And what am I going to do with this shit? I toe the slimy, mottled green carcas
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She didn’t want the pheasant. Why would she? No one wants to waste their time picking out birdshot. I should’ve fed the bird to my wolf and gone after the elk I saw signs of last week near Tall Pines Lake. I was putting the hunt off because I don’t like venturing so far from camp for very long.She didn’t seem interested when I mentioned the elk. She just wanted me gone, which is fair.Maybe she’d like some salmon. I’ve never really brought her fish. The best spots are further up the mountain, and I don’t like being so far afield, but if I knew Killian was in camp—I still wouldn’t go. Not that far. Not when there’s this invisible threat out there, leaving no scent, no tracks.She might really be into fish.For the first time, I take a good look at the kid Killian’s brought. I recognize him. He works in the kitchen with her. She’s not afraid of him, and he doesn’t touch her, so I haven’t had to worry about what to do with him yet.He looks dumb and overconfident.“Can you fish?” I ask
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And that’s not even accounting for the time I lose over bog worms, and tracking ferals who wander too close, and chasing down rumors about whatever’s picking us off.I don’t have time for Killian Kelly’s bullshit, too. I go back to the worm carcass, careful to breathe through my nose. How much lighter fluid will it take to make it go up all at once? It’s not going to be a good smell. Better to have it burn hot and quick.A footstep sounds behind me, and Killian clears his throat and waits. That’s as close as he’ll ever come to an apology.“Fuck off,” I tell him.He comes to stand even with me. “What if I take care of this for you?” He nudges the carcass with his foot.“I’m looking forward to doing it myself.”Killian slides me a glance. You can see the wheels turning. “You know Dermot’s a good hand at fishing. What if I send him up the mountain? Have him bring you down some fat salmon.” The corners of his mouth rise. He knows he’s got me.It’d bother me more if I didn’t know he’s as b
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The kid’s wolf scoots backward in the dirt.My wolf lunges for him, choking himself off with the collar. The force of each leap causes the chain to swing him backward through the air. He slams into the ground and bounds back onto his feet, over and over, because my wolf is unrelenting. He’s a curse.If the kid’s wolf comes within range, he doesn’t have a chance in hell. I reach out to see if there’s a possibility of taking our skin back, but there’s no handhold, no crack. My wolf won’t be satisfied until he bathes in blood.There’s nothing I can do but wait for an opening.Killian leaps down from the tree. “Come on. Where are your balls?” He nudges the kid’s rump with his foot. The kid’s wolf flattens himself even closer to the ground.Killian sighs and a wicked grin breaks across his face. He strides to the exact point in space where the chain jerks my wolf back and stares unblinking into his slavering, snapping fangs.He ignores my wolf’s mad howls, speaking low and clear. “I bet yo
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Killian asks the question since I can’t speak above the snarling in my throat. “Who is she meeting?”“S-some guy from Salt Mountain. They’re just getting coffee. Her girls are going with her.”I stand in place, fighting for breath, to beat back the blind aggression seizing my brain. I’ve told myself what I’ll do when this happens. Nothing. I’ll do nothing.I’m going to puke.“What guy from Salt Mountain?” Killian presses.“I don’t remember—” Lucan’s eyes dart from me to Killian to the trail back to camp. His wolf is telling him to run. “Shit. Lenox! That’s his name. Lenox.” Lucan exhales a sigh in relief.I’ve told myself that if she finds a male, I’ll let her be. I won’t stop someone else from giving her what I can’t. I’ll deal with it. Deal with this feeling the same as I would deal with getting my leg ripped off.“We need to go to town now,” Killian meets my eyes.I clench my fists, desperately summoning the strength to make myself tell him to leave her be, let her be happy.“It’s
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The humans know about shifters, of course, but there’s no need to draw more attention to us than we already do, as strangers in such a small town. Folks already gawk as Annie leads us to the village commons even though the streets are busy. It’s market day.As soon as we reach the grassy expanse filled with tables and tents, Alroy and Diantha peel off, heading in opposite directions. Griff seems torn, but when he sees that Diantha is making a beeline for a booth with racks of female clothing, he hurries to follow Alroy.Annie leads us down the makeshift walkways, smiling when she’s greeted by name. My mate is still shy, but there’s no trace of fear in her scent. I breathe her happiness and excitement in, letting it flush my lungs clean of the oily town air.She sees her friends before I do and lets go of my hand to run toward them.My mate. My Annie. Running with a smile lighting her face.This is a good, good day.Two females rush around their table, the third making her way more slo
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JUSTUSMy perfect, beautiful mate does not like surprises, so she knows exactly where we’re going as we trot through the woods that run along the human highway. At first, I was sad that I couldn’t spring this visit on her, but I love watching her wolf get more and more excited the closer we get to Chapel Bell. Her short little legs are moving so fast, I almost don’t have to slow my pace.Alroy, Griff, and Diantha don’t have my patience, so they’re several yards ahead of us. Poor Griff has to be the buffer between them, and he keeps getting caught in the crossfire when their wolves decide to break the monotony by sniping at each other.I was worried that Annie would be too nervous to venture this far from camp, but she gets more confident every day. I’m pretty sure that’s because when we were out for a walk two months ago, she saw me take out two ferals that were encroaching on our territory to the north, so even though Killian and I pretty much fought to a draw, she knows I can handle
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He bares his fangs, yanks the needle from his neck, and blinks at it, bemused.“Did you stab me with a fucking knitting needle?” He holds it up. Blood oozes from the wound, dripping down his bare chest. I didn’t even hit an artery.Justus snarls, squaring his shoulders and bending his knees, readying himself to attack. Every inch of his body is covered in mud and blood, gashes and purpling bruises. White bone shows through a jagged slash on his forearm.A male coughs, clearing his throat. “Can we just take a beat?” Killian raises his hands, raw flesh where his nails should be.I wouldn’t have thought it possible, but he’s as battered as Justus, and he seems to be favoring his left leg, like his right can’t hold weight. Our males spar constantly. I’ve seen all of them beat up at some point, but I’ve never seen any of them mangled this bad. I can’t believe either he or Justus are still upright.“That bitch stabbed me.” Leith points at me with the knitting needle.Justus howls and steps
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My wolf skids to a halt several feet away and then slinks forward, keeping the fire between her and the Salt Mountain wolf, letting the smoke block her scent. When she’s too close to dare creep closer, she huddles close to the ground, staring up and up at his tremendous mud-caked haunches. She’s a miniature in comparison. All the females are, and we all stare, powerless, as the wolf’s bones crack and a strapping man rises from the hulk of his beast.His blond hair shines through the dirt. I’ve seen him. Leith Munroe. The new Salt Mountain alpha.He rests his hands on his hips as if there isn’t chaos all around him as his wolves play a game of distraction, breaking after our slower, smaller, or older males and mauling them until our strong males are forced to turn back, away from us, to rescue them.Leith takes no notice of our wolves, even when they get close, or me, skulking behind the fire. Why would he? I’m no threat—skinny and small and stinking of fear.Instead, he’s intent on so
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ANNIERun! Run! Run!I squat as low as I can in the wildflowers and tear off my clothes.A few yards away, Killian and Justus are murdering each other. Tye, Ivo, and the rest are just watching, and no matter how much I scream, no matter what I say, their wolves don’t listen.And the Salt Mountain wolves are up to something. They’re edging away from the fight toward the trail to camp. Quarry Pack is so intent on the fight, they either don’t notice or don’t care.I have to get to Khalil, and my wolf is faster.Run into the woods! The woods!I huddle in the tall grass and summon my wolf. For the first time in my life, she’s ahead of me, bursting through our skin before I’m ready, assuming form like she’s surfacing from water rather than tearing herself free from bone and muscle.She runs away from the woods, toward the trail. The Salt Mountain wolves have gotten ahead of her, so she hangs back, keeping low and downwind.Turn around! Now!What are they doing? They can’t think to attack La
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“Lavender is light green this time of year. It doesn’t bloom until June or July.”“What are you going to do with it now then?”“Make a sachet. The scent mostly comes from the oils in its leaves.”“Make a sachet for who?”I wade through the tall grass to stand close to her and inhale her sweet rainy scent.“For the den,” she says, glancing bashfully up at me from under her thick brown lashes. She’s wearing my old sweater and another pair of my drawstring pants. Her pulse flutters at the base of her throat. She’s excited, too.Maybe we should cut this trip short and head back to the den.Or take a detour into the woods.She probably wouldn’t do that, but I think she’d agree to return to camp. I draw in another deep breath. Her arousal teases my nose.My wolf snarls.Annie startles.It takes my brain three seconds too long to catch up.Underlying the rain and slick, there is another scent. Earthy, yes, but not the right earth. It doesn’t belong. I’ve smelled it before. A long time ago.I
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My grip on the pot handle tightens. Water sloshes over the sides. My jaw clenches, my guts knot, and my dry eyes burn.I can’t do this.I have to.“Justus?” Annie appears in the den entrance. She’s wrapped herself in a light pink sheet, and she’s holding a cup. “You brought water.” She smiles, padding toward me on bare feet.And then she stops. Her smile falls aways.She blinks in the sunshine, the bleariness of sleep disappearing as she takes in my grim face and desperate hold on the pot. If I had dignity, I’d find a way to smile back. Say good morning. Act like everything is fine.Her chest falls as she lets out a long, silent breath. She looks me straight in the eye. Her fear and doubt are clear as day.She’s going to ask me to take her home now.She takes a step closer to me, and then another, until we’re toe to toe. She gazes up at me, and for a second, all I can see is her beauty—her graceful neck, her delicate pointy chin, her soft, curving lips—and then I notice the expression
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“Trust me,” he shushes, the hot head of his cock already notching at my entrance. He flexes his hips and sinks into me, a groan of pure relief torn from his throat. He fills me so completely that I ache where I take him, but I love it.I pant through the strain, and he gathers me close as he thrusts, cradling me to his chest, kissing my lips, my brow, my cheeks, the tip of my nose. I start to rock my hips in time.“You’re so beautiful, Annie,” he rumbles in my ear. “So perfect for me. My Annie. Mine.”I sigh and ride his bucking hips, his cock stretching me until I feel like a glove made for him.“Come for me, now,” he growls. “Now, Annie.”Hot cum floods my womb, and his knot catches and swells, tearing a raw shout from my throat. His fingers find my clit while his fangs sink into my shoulder.I scream, bucking against him, but I’m caught, so he moves with me, hushing me.I hover another second on the edge, somehow above myself, watching his strong arms tremble as they wrap around me
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I let my hand fall and turn my head away.He snarls. He doesn’t like that.I drop back so I’m sitting on the pallet, lift my chin, and fold my arms. His wolf rumbles unhappily. He shouldn’t have let his man mess with my nest.He dips his head and looks up at me from his lowered eyes, a wolf playing at a lamb. “I’m sorry, Annie. Here it is.”He holds the pillow out.It’s a trap.Of course it’s a trap. I reach for it anyway. As soon as I grab the pillow, he yanks and falls to his back, dragging me with him. I tumble on top of him. He quickly nips the pillow from my grasp, tucks it behind his head, and grins up at me.I push up on his chest, struggling upright until I’m straddling his waist. He crosses his arms behind his head.I lean forward and try to pull the pillow free, but his head is too heavy.“Just ask nicely, Annie.” There’s a new note in his voice, a gravelly depth that has nothing to do with his wolf.I prop myself on his folded biceps. They’re hard and velvet and flexing und
