Amara sat up slowly, clutching the sheet to her chest as cold air hit her heated skin. Her heart was still hammering against her ribs, but the rhythm was all wrong—frantic not with pleasure, but with sheer, jarring confusion.A man running out of bed in the middle of sex? That was a first. She ignored the embarrassment that slowly crept up and stared at the closed bathroom door, her breath hitching in the silence. Did she do something wrong? Was she too demanding? Did she say something weird? She racked her brain, replaying every second. As far as she knew, the chemistry had been intense and consuming. Unbelievable in fact… Unless she’d been so carried away in her own pleasure that she’d completely missed whatever had made him pull back.She listened, but there was nothing coming from the bathroom. No running water. No sound at all. She was just about to get out of bed and knock when the door opened and Silas stepped out. He was still naked, his broad, sculpted frame illuminated by th

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The morning sunlight filtered through the blinds in pale, dusty shafts, casting a cool haze over the living room. They woke simultaneously to the sharp, insistent rapping of knuckles against the front door, still tangled in the exact position they had drifted off in… Amara’s head heavy against Silas’s chest, his broad arm wrapped firmly around her waist.The quiet warmth between them held. Then reality crashed back in, and they sat up, staring at each other as the memories of the night before hit with full force. Traces of smoky eyeliner were smudged at the corners of her eyes, which were slightly swollen from sleep, but as Silas looked down at her, a fierce thought cut through his lingering grogginess: She was still so damn beautiful.He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. The screen illuminated—7:28 AM. Shit. He’d intended to be gone long before dawn, back at his cabin or checking in with Gideon, but it was fine. Amara rubbed her eyes, “It’s probably my brother.”Sila

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“You're dating Silas?” Zack demanded the second the door clicked shut behind him, the bag of pastries crinkling in his white-knuckled grip.“I said we went out on a date, Zack. One date,” Amara corrected, turning on her heel and heading back toward the living room. “We are not dating. And since when are you so concerned about who I go out with?”Zack set the greasy paper bag and coffee cups onto the low glass table with a sharp thud. “I care when that person happens to be a friend of mine.”“Oh, so I’m not allowed to date him because he’s your friend?” She wrapped her arms across her chest, her eyes narrowing. “Do I really need to remind you about Mitch? Or Colin?”Zack shook his head, pushing his hands into his pockets. “This isn't about them—”“Let me finish.” She held up a finger, stepping closer. “Mitch and Colin were my friends first, and you dated both of them. Besides, I had no idea Silas even knew you when I met him.”“Are you done?” Zack asked. When she raised an eyebrow in r

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The metallic thud of the iron axe slicing through wood echoed across the clearing behind Silas’s cabin. With every swinging blow, wood split down the center with a loud crack, sending splinters flying about. The sun was setting, bleeding burnt orange across the horizon.Silas wiped a sheen of sweat from his brow with the back of his forearm. His veins burned with restless energy and he needed an outlet, a physical burn to wear down the wolf thrashing within. Heavy, deliberate footsteps crunched over the dry leaves behind him, but Silas didn't need to turn around; he'd already picked up the familiar scent of his visitor… Who he'd been expecting. “You need to stay away from my sister,” Zack's voice said behind him. Silas had been expecting the confrontation since he left Amara's apartment that morning. Truthfully, as deeply as Amara had gotten under his skin, he knew staying away was the only sane choice. He was no saint, and certainly no gentle wolf. He had his demons, but it had bee

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It was past twelve o'clock, and the streets of Oakhaven were deserted. Silas and Zack followed Julian's lead, since he was the one who had the scent, although he didn't have the exact place where the stray was. They had to find that out together.Changing forms was much like any other bodily function in that it came most easily when the body needed to do it. An uncontrolled werewolf underwent the transformation under certain primal triggers: when they were threatened, territorial panic, and when the internal cycle dictated the need during certain activities or when experiencing certain emotions. Before it happened, a werewolf could feel the symptoms: the restlessness, the itchy skin, the internal cramps and pangs, the overwhelming sensation that something needed to be done and the body and mind wouldn't rest until that need had been satisfied. The signals became as recognizable as the signs of hunger. They could put off dealing with it, but before long the body would take over and for

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