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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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Caleb let Alfred up. He would have killed them all for trying to take his mate, but only if they’d been in wolf form. As humans, they were bound to obey human law. As wolves, the law of the jungle prevailed. The strongest and most cunning won. Survival of the fittest. “You can’t have her,” Alfred said, standing, his face flushed and his eyes haunted. “She’s a red and in our territory.” His words were dark and menacing, but he bowed his head like a beta wolf in front of the alpha male, defeated and not willing to be whipped any further, submitting to the gray, no matter how much it hurt his male wolf pride. “We fight like wolves the next time,” Caleb said, his gaze intense, forcing the reds to agree. Even if Alfred and his followers didn’t like the idea of dealing with him wolf to wolf, their failed attempt attacking Diana had wounded the red pack leader’s pride too deeply to try again. Plus, their injuries would need time to heal. Then the moon’s appearance would tell
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After he yanked on a pair of jeans, he stalked back to the kitchen. Chrissie had served up the sausages and muffins, preventing them from scorching, thankfully. “Did you want to eat with us?” he asked, assuming there was no polite way of getting rid of the woman. On the other hand, since she’d saved their butts the previous night, they kind of owed her. Chrissie glanced at Diana. “Looks like you might have a time waking her to eat. What did you do to tucker her out so?” A smile appeared. “Forget it. I already know the answer.” He ignored her, wishing Diana didn’t have such an intrusive neighbor. Leaning over Diana, he kissed her ear. “Diana honey, do you want to eat?” She murmured something inaudible. “Okay.” He lifted her from the chair and carried her down the hall to the bedroom. After laying her on the mattress, he hesitated. He didn’t want to disturb her slumber, but since they didn’t wear anything to sleep in, and he intended to join her after he ate brea
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Diana gripped Caleb’s hand as if an ocean current tugged her out to sea and she would drown if she let go. Her mother had always warned her to stay away from humans. They’d never accept the lupus garou’s ways. Now, so many years after her mother’s untimely death, those words haunted her. Diana could never explain the truth to Chrissie. Yet she'd cherished her friendship with her . . . until now. But protecting her mate and the lupus garous took priority. Immediately, she wanted to return home, to the grays that had taken her in, to a life where she could run with the pack and share the bonds that made them alike as well as the differences that made them unique. She wearied of hiding who she was, wanting nothing more than to be Diana, lupus garou, free to run on the wild side on moon-filled nights. On the other hand, the notion that Ragnar was confirmed to be perfectly alive, searching for her, and that he would kill Caleb filled her with dread. Hell, after she shot him
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Diana considered the Oregon map as Caleb drove out of her residential area. “Head for Beaverton, west of Portland. That’s where Ross lives. Nicol’s place is farther out, and Alfred’s ranch home is south of Portland.” She rifled through the papers and pulled out the one that listed their occupations. “According to a website that Nicol advertises on, he’s a professional game hunter and takes people on tours, but you found that out already when you spoke with him earlier.” “Yeah, but not where he actually hunts.” “Well, here’s the listing. He’s a fourth-generation big hunter game guide—” Caleb snorted. “As in he’s all four generations.” “Bet you’re right. He charges fifteen hundred tothirty-five hundred dollars for hunts in northern Idaho for mountain lions, black bear, antlered deer, and elk.” “Not too far away then.” “Nope. But then he also schedules two trips a year to South Africa for antelope, buffalo, and kudu, for a price ranging from five thousand to
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The sky was dark, with massive clouds threatening to rain, and the air was heavy with cold moisture. Caleb hoped the impending storm would hold off until they were through. He sure preferred his drier Colorado weather to this. The search for Ross’s place took longer than expected because, even though his address was Woodburn, he lived a couple of miles out on a gravel road. Because of the thick trees and winding road, they couldn’t see the houses hidden back off the lane until they were right on top of the drives leading to them. When Caleb finally spied the redwood house tucked back in the forest, he pulled off the main road and parked a few hundred yards from the place. Lights were on inside, and two vehicles were parked out front. “Still want to check it out?” Caleb asked, glancing at Diana. She rubbed her arms. “No. Let’s go to where the women were murdered. Maybe we’ll pick up Ross's scent at one of their places. Then we can check out Alfred's house in town.” Ca
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Caleb noticed Diana checking out the sideview mirror again and saw the tension in her stiffened spine. “See anything?” “I thought I saw a black Humvee. Twice now. But when I look back, it’s gone, vanished in the rain.” “I’ve seen it before.” Diana looked at Caleb. “When?” “When we were at the dance club. I saw it parked there and then again when I took a look in the Cascades for any evidence of the murdering red’s complicity; it followed me for a while and then disappeared.” “A red? Or Ragnar?” “Ragnar would have confronted me. The windows were too dark; I couldn’t see the driver, but I gathered he was a red—wary, questioning, but something more. I can't pinpoint the gut feeling I have about it, except that, even though he’s hostile—a red not liking a gray in the red's territory and has his sights set on the only female red wolf who’s young enough to be pursued—he doesn't seem to have any evil purpose.” “Like reporting our actions to Alfred.” “Right
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