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Trying not to catch the policemen's attention, Caleb eased his way across the dance floor and reached for Diana's wrist. He attempted not to make a scene and quickly said to Alfred and Diana, “The policemen from the hospital incident are here. Got to go.” Diana's peach skin blanched and her eyes turned nearly black. Alfred motioned for Ross and Nicol to watch their backs. “Tomorrow, the ice cream shop,” Caleb said to Alfred; then he pulled Diana toward the rear of the establishment, not waiting for him to respond. When they reached the back door, Alfred followed on their heels. “Tomorrow night.” He looked at Diana with such longing—his dark eyes clouded over as if he were totally moonstruck—Caleb could have slugged him. Caleb yanked Diana out of the building, ran down a street parallel to their vehicle, and then dashed in front of the shops lining the street. Once at the SUV, Diana finally took a breath. He hurried her into the car, jumped into the driver's
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Making love to her felt more than right. She was feral and willing and throbbing with life. And she was his. He nipped her chin and then conquered her mouth. Instantly, she flicked her tongue at his lips, teasing him. Catching her tongue, he sucked fervently, making her smile. Again she lifted her hips off the seat, pressing hard against him. A groan issued from deep within his throat. He continued his slow pace to pleasure his mate, but bad Diana wasn’t cooperating. Sliding his hands up her velvet-soft belly, he cupped her breasts, weighing each bountiful marvel. She marked his neck with her teeth. Another surge of craving crashed over him, titillating him as he attempted to use a slow touch. “You’re beautiful,” he said—but inwardly, not just outwardly, the most beautiful creature of their kind; fun, loyal, and full of heart. “Quit torturing me,” she breathed heavily against his mouth. It was his turn to smile. “I haven’t even begun.” Diana frowned at Caleb, h
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Both Caleb and Diana scrambled for their clothes, but he had no intention of allowing his mate to face whatever danger waited at the front door. Wearing only his jeans, he stalked across the living room. Diana whispered wildly, “Wait, damn it, Caleb. Together!” The sound of knocking at the back door surprised him further. With a quick look out the peephole of the front door, he saw another of their nightmares . . . not Ragnar, as he’d first assumed. But zoo man Thompson. Diana was still buttoning her dress when she headed for the front door, barefooted. Caleb said in a hushed growl, “Thompson.” Her face lost all of its color. A gentler knocking at the back door sounded again. Caleb motioned for her to stay put. In several long strides, he reached the back door. Peering out the side window, he frowned. “Your neighbor, Chrissie,” he whispered. He opened the door partway. “Yes?” “Hurry, let me in.” “Do it,” Diana said, her voice hushed, motioning for h
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For an hour, Caleb and Diana searched for clues, listening to every sound they could hear—the shivering of pine needles and leaves; the whoosh of the wet, chilly breeze; the rustling of a deer moving through the underbrush; Diana's rapid breathing. He moved closer to her and rubbed her arms, her cheeks, and her nose red. Part of him wished she'd stayed back at her cabin, but another part was glad she was with him where he could keep an eye on her. Twice,he’d smelled the scent of Alfred and Ross on the breeze;he thought it was an old scent, yet he didn’t trust her being alone. “You’re not too cold, are you?” he asked, his voice hushed. Her eyes had darkened and grew wide. He’d sensed it, too—someone watching, and a hint of something else. He moved closer to the smell and caught sight of drops of dried blood spread over a cluster of brown leaves. Diana crouched beside him, barely breathing, yet he could hear her heart beating hastily. He lifted to his nose a leaf covered
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In her nakedness, Diana gasped, and Caleb's temper spiraled when he saw the enemy—zoo man Thompson—seated at her dining room table, cozy as could be. Caleb shoved Diana behind him, hiding her nudity from the wolf lover, and slammed the kitchen door on their escape. He hit the button for the garage door opener and then met Diana at the SUV before she could open the door. He yanked it open and she scrambled into the car. As fast as he could, he raced around to the driver’s side. If it wasn’t one damn thing, it was another. Why in the hell had Chrissie brought Thompson back to Diana's house? Damn. Thompson thought Chrissie was Diana, and it was her house. She probably couldn’t get rid of him without arousing suspicion. Or maybe she hadn't wanted to get rid of him so awfully bad. Caleb growled deep inside. He jammed the keys in the car’s ignition and turned the engine on, but Chrissie hurried into the garage,waving at them. Caleb rolled down the passenger's window and scow
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Diana knew Caleb well enough to recognize his intense, anxious posturing meant that he wanted to move her somewhere safe. She scowled at him. “You’re not going to hide me away while you search for the red killer and face Ragnar on your own. What kind of a mate would that make me?” In the worst way, she wanted to say that Ragnar was no longer a threat, that she knew Caleb could handle the killer, but she squashed that notion right away. She assumed Caleb felt as hemmed in as she did. The closer it got to the moon’s reappearance, the more the wildness inside them screamed to be released. Just a run in their wolf coats would do the trick. Just a stretch through the wilderness would curb the urge to remain in wolf form for very long. She craved the wind in her fur, the smell of the pines, the damp earth, the crisp fresh water, the woodland animals—that further spawned the desire to hunt. She took a steadying breath. Being together as wolf mates for the first time would be a tr
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Later, after they were well rested, he’d insist that she go to his cousin’s place. She raked her fingers through his hair, no doubt tangled and a mess. Her lips turned up. Seductive minx. “Let’s go to bed for a while, Diana.” His voice was still husky, but tired, too. He climbed off her, but before she could rise, he slipped his arms under her and lifted her from the couch. “I could have walked, Caleb. You must be worn out.” He growled. “You’re talking to a gray, Diana.” She didn't mean any insult, but the idea still gnawed at him that he hadn’t been able to best Ragnar yet. Any comment about his stamina remained a sore spot with him for now. He’d tried to remark with a lighthearted air, but Ragnar—damn him—angered him even more as the news of Diana's past was revealed. He kissed her cheek and carried her into the bedroom. Before long, he was folded around her under the covers. Diana snuggled with Caleb, her head on his chest, listening to his steady breathing and
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Diana listened but didn't heat any further sounds. Slipping out of Caleb’s arms, she was surprised he didn’t wake. Her heart beating hard sent the blood rushing into her ears. Maybe she’d dreamed she heard something. Maybe a branch scratched at the window out back. So why had it sounded like a key in the front door? She pulled on her jeans and a T-shirt and then seized the 9 mm from her bedside table drawer where she'd hidden it again, minus two bullets. Silver or regular? She growled low under her breath but reminded herself that Ragnar could be dead. Taking a step out of the bedroom, she listened with her fine-tuned hearing and sniffed the air for any sign of an intruder. Nothing. She turned in the direction of the kitchen. The house remained dark, although she could see like a wolf in the middle of the blackest night. Her heart thundering, she crept closer to the kitchen. She sensed something, a hushed word, a faint rustling,something out of the ordinary. Then t
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