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ZoeyHe slams the door behind him, taking me by the arm and holding me still, then hauling me close to him and burying his hands in my hair. “Oh, little wolf,” he growls, his eyes glowing, and I can almost see the wolf inside him. The wolf who I’m starting to think unlocked my wolf—a crazy thought, one with nothing to back it up but my suspicions, but it feels right. It feels true. I’m starting to think it was him all along.In an instant, his hands go from massaging my scalp to pulling my hair, and I suck in a pained breath as he tips my head back, growling as he leans close, so close there’s barely air between us. “Big talk, huh?” he asks, and the vibrations from his deep growl roll through me, sending a shiver up my spine and making my flesh pebble with goosebumps. “So that’s all you think I am? Nothing but talk?”“I don’t know,” I reply, narrowing my eyes, challenging him because I know that in the end, I’ll be glad I did. “Why don’t you show me what you’ve got?”“Oh, little wolf.

Wesley “I have to ask you something,” he blurts out all at once as we come closer to the center.“I can’t wait.”I wasn’t expecting anything that serious. I pause, turning to him, and he does the same. “Are you honestly asking me that?”“What do you think?”I fold my arms, looking him up and down. “I didn’t come up with this on a whim, you know.”I see what he means, but I don’t have to like it. Until now, our pack has been able to claim the moral high ground, so to speak. We’ve acted in defense. We didn’t start this. We’re only trying to keep our borders closed to them and to stop them before they grow in power.Once we stage an attack, all bets are off. It’s war, really and truly, and we’ll be warmongers. That’s how they’ll paint us, and that’s how they’ll manage to rally more of their numbers. This could end up setting off an explosion that will ripple its way through our world and the human world, all of it. And we’ll be at the center of it. The ones who set the match to the powd

Zoey“He’ll come around. We have time.” I have to bite back a smile at how determined she sounds.“You’re looking wonderful.” A petite wolf emerges from the back room, and the way she looks at me says this isn’t our first meeting.It hits me all at once. “Did you help me?” I can’t help but hug her before thinking twice about it—and when I do, I back away, feeling guilty.She only smiles. “I did, and I heard you pulled out of it but have been meaning to pay you a visit. It looks like you’re paying me a visit instead.”“Oh, that reminds me, I have something I think your mother would enjoy. Let me get it from the back.”“Naomi is the best,” Diana explains in a soft voice. “Her mate was killed in the first witch attack.”“That’s terrible.”Naomi emerges, and we drop the subject. I wonder if she’ll choose another mate someday—I’d never know by looking at her that she lost someone so important. “You be sure to come back whenever you want. I hear you’re pretty talented when it comes to heali

Wesley “Yes, they wanted to use her power to benefit themselves, to increase their own powers. She wasn’t interested.”“Why would they want her now?” I ask, speaking more to myself than to them. It’s a rhetorical question, anyway. Benjamint has theories of his own. I guess he’s had enough time to think about this while he was withholding crucial information. “I suppose they imagine she’ll benefit them somehow. They assume that because her mother had such incredible power, she must have inherited it. It’s the only logical answer.”“And they wouldn’t want to find out for themselves before trying to kidnap her, would they?”He flings my arm away, snarling. “Don’t you think I know that? You think I haven’t wrestled with this ever since I watched you mark her? I knew where this could lead, that her existence might be revealed. I feared they would find some way to use her, to hurt her.”My irritation, and fear mount, mixing together. I’m a ticking time bomb waiti

ZoeyJust as suddenly as he entered, his grin turns to a concerned frown. “Anyway, that’s not what I came up here for. You might want to put some clothes on, both of you. Fast.”“What is it?” Wesley sits up, already on his way out of bed. “Are they—”“You should’ve led off with that part!” Wesley barks, shaking his head at his brother as we both hastily pull ourselves together.An emissary from the necromancers? “What could this mean? Do you think they want to make peace?”“Sure, now that we’ve kicked their asses so many times.” Even so, I don’t miss the quick glance they exchange. If I didn’t know better, I’d say they’re keeping something from me. That’s the kind of look people give each other when they don’t want to say too much.“We can talk about it later,” Wesley insists with what I guess is supposed to pass for a confident smile. It looks more like the beginnings of a scream. “We have to get ready. Come on, Dad will want to brief us before the meetin