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As a full Lycan, he'd long ago mastered the moon madness that affected their kind, a madness she'd never experienced as a dormant.
The moon's rays bathed her nude body, turning her skin the color of alabaster. Dana squirmed as her exposed and illuminated skin first tickled then itched. She jumped up from her cuddly spot on Nathan, suddenly uncaring of her nudity as the itch turned into pain.
"What's wrong?" Nathan asked, concern etching his voice. He stood and reached his hands out to her.
Pain ripped through her, sending her muscles into involuntary spasms. "Nathan, help me," she gasped before falling to her knees, still convulsing.