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destiny.
    She mulled that one over as she checked the next envelope. No return address, no logo. Her heart beat a little faster, and she cast a furtive glance at the door.
    Probably it’s from the new microbrewery in Flagstaff,
she told herself, trying not to tremble as she opened it up.
Or maybe an appeal for a local charity. Or maybe—
    She pulled the letter out and stared at the three lines of text.
    Purity! Purity!
the top line proclaimed in bold.
    Tainted shifters shall pay with their lives
came under that, and at the bottom…
    Her stomach lurched.
    You will pay with your lives.
    The
you
was underlined four times, as it always was.
    She crumpled the letter and threw it in the trash. Brushed her hands like she’d just handled a dead rat, then reached into the trash and pushed the letter even deeper. She glanced at the door, making sure no one was there to see. Then she forced herself to reach for the next bill and open it as if nothing had happened. As if the evil that hunted her was watching for her reaction on a hidden camera.
    She sat ramrod straight and went through another three bills, pretending to be cool and calm. But inside, her gut churned.
    The Blue Bloods hadn’t given up their hateful campaign. She was still a target. She and Jess both, plus Simon and Soren. All because their wolf and bear packs had mingled too closely for the shifter extremists who valued racial purity above all else. The Blue Bloods had ambushed the bear clan, then attacked her pack.
    She stared into empty space and remembered the flames. The screams. Remembered Jessica yelling at her to run for her life. They’d gotten away, the sole survivors of that awful night.
    Survivors of another awful night, too, not too long ago. The Blue Bloods had hunted her and Jessica right to the Blue Moon Saloon, and if it hadn’t been for Cole stepping in, then Simon and Soren arriving just when she’d given up hope, she would have been dead.
    We’ll be back…
    She could hear the taunting cry of Victor Whyte, the leader of the Blue Blood rogues as he escaped out the back door of the saloon.
    She glanced at the trash can. Were the letters a precursor to more trouble, or were the Blue Bloods all bark and no bite?
    “Gotcha, baby.” Simon’s teasing voice meandered in from next door as he flirted with his mate.
    Janna rolled her shoulders and told herself to relax. There was no need to worry. She had two bears around, plus the protection of the Twin Moon wolves — the most powerful pack in the Southwest. The Blue Bloods wouldn’t dare stage another attack on the saloon. Would they?
    She shook her head vehemently. There was no point living in fear, just like there was no point constantly mourning everything she’d lost in Montana. She was an upbeat, glass half-full type. She had to be because, otherwise, she might just grow old and bitter and spend her days sighing over a long list of regrets.
    “Hey, Janna!” her sister called, and she practically jumped out of the chair.
    “Yes?”
    “Do you want to try my new muffin recipe?”
    “Be right there.” She pushed away from the desk, happy to escape those thoughts for a while. She’d debated telling the others about the letters but decided against it. They all knew the Blue Bloods were out there. But the rogues had been taught a lesson, and they wouldn’t come wandering around here again.
    All bark and no bite.
She let the sentiment echo in her mind as she stepped out of the tiny office and looked around the back room of the saloon. She and Jess had fought off the Blue Bloods there, and Cole had come along at just the right time. He’d fought like a champion, too, until the rogues threw him against a wall. She closed her eyes, replaying that awful moment when he’d crashed and gone limp. Remembered shaking him and sobbing when he didn’t come to. Expecting the worst. But he’d been all right in the end. He’d shaken himself back to his senses and came out of the fight without a