They went inside, waiting for those who could make it to arrive, and once they were all gathered in the Burnses’ kitchen, Razl quickly introduced her to the ones she didn’t know, then sat beside her at the table. Mic and her husband, Brody, had gone down to the town of Covington for the day with Torrance, but Jeremy had joined the group, along with Carla’s partner, Wyatt, and Torrance’s husband, Mason.Leaning against one of the counters, Mason slid his dark gaze toward Razl. “So what did you guys learn?”

 Oh, God, she thought, clinging to those hard, muscular shoulders, loving the way he felt beneath her hands. She was so primed she was amazed she hadn’t already melted into an embarrassing puddle on the floor. “Razl,” she gasped, “if I get any more ready, I’ll be done.”“Then consider this just for me,” he growled, picking her up and laying her down on the kitchen table. Before she could so much as blink, he undid the zipper

 “Torrance told me that Lycans are incredible trackers,” she said when he was done, her quiet voice thick with emotion. “Why couldn’t the pack find the ones who were responsible?”“The night Elise was attacked, it was storming. The rains washed any traces of scent away, and there was nothing to track. It was just pure luck that Eli managed to find one of them.”

 It took no more than a second for Razl to have Glenn’s throat in his grip, then slam him down backward on the hood of the nearest parked car with a bone-jarring thud.“You so much as even look at my sister,” he said in a low, deadly rasp, leaning over and getting right in the bastard’s face, “and I’ll take your fucking head off. We clear on that?”

 Wearing a clean pair of jeans and running a towel over his head, Razl stood in the archway to the living room and watched Tourmaline studying his photographs. It felt strangely right, having her in his home. For so long he’d felt as if there was something he needed to be searching for, something he needed to find, that he couldn’t get his hands on. And for the moment, at least, he felt like he had it.“You’re trying to figure me out, aren’t you?”