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again, maybe that was his problem. The need to prove he was trustworthy and not in the least bit bossy. As to the other matter, he wasn’t going to say they might be the wolves who planted the weed if they could be innocent.
    â€œDid Doc say you should rest up a bit?” Sarandon asked, abruptly changing the subject as if he knew Eric was about to leave him out of this.
    â€œYeah, he did. But you know him. He always thinks anyone who has been injured should be in bed for days afterward.”
    â€œOf course he does, because he doesn’t want to have to redo his work if the wolf doesn’t listen to him and pulls out the stitches. And, hell yeah, I want to go with you. Did you want to ask CJ to come with us? As a deputy sheriff, he would lend a little extra weight.”
    â€œNo. I don’t want to escalate this into something more than a case of reaching out to show friendship.”
    â€œAll right. I’ll make sure the group I’m working with gets an early start counting butterflies so I can make it in time to give my lecture, and then we can see to this other matter at lunchtime.”

Chapter 3
    Eric settled into bed, but he couldn’t quit thinking about the she-wolf in charge, the injured woman, and the wolf who had bitten him. He couldn’t understand why the pack had been so wary of him.
    With the bite wounds still throbbing, he kept replaying the attack scenarios in his mind. If he hadn’t moved as quickly as he had, the guard wolf could have crushed his shoulder. And Eric believed he would have done so without hesitation.
    He hoped he hadn’t scared the pack off so they wouldn’t feel safe to return to the park. In the worst way, he wanted to rectify the situation with the pack and let the wolf who had bitten him know there were no hard feelings. He understood the wolf felt compelled to protect the pack, hoping beyond hope they were law-abiding wolves.
    He closed his eyes and envisioned the five ladies splashing in the creek, unaware of his presence. Then he imagined seeing the enticing she-wolf’s face up close, her eyes narrowed just a hint, her voice pack-leader firm, telling him she and her pack didn’t need his help.
    He groaned and rolled over on his back. He’d never get to sleep at this rate.
    The night faded into nothingness, his mind clearing of everything, and then it came to life again.
    He saw the she-wolf goddess with the short, dark curls as four women encircled her. This time when he met her, he’d tell her who he was but also learn who she was, reassuring her he was one of the good guys. And she would trust him to do what was right—which was seek the best help for the injured she-wolf.
    As soon as he walked into the water, the women turned to gaze at him, but he only had eyes for the goddess in the middle. Her handmaidens stepped aside, leaving a clear path for him that led straight to her.
    He moved toward her then, and she took hold of his hand and pulled him close. Her hands slid up his chest and settled on his shoulders. She lifted her luscious lips, offering them to him as a way of thanking him for helping the woman in her pack. He pressed his mouth against her and was enjoying the warm, silky sensation, the heat between them, when a gray wolf came out of the woods, raced into the water, and attacked him.
    As a human, Eric wasn’t equally matched. The wolf shoved him onto the rocky beach, and the women rushed off as if Eric were the real threat.
    Before he could defend himself against the wolf, it bit into his shoulder and Eric cried out in pain.
    Then a ringing noise in the distance stirred him from his dream. As hot as he was, Eric felt like he’d had the furnace on high although the house was normally cooler this time of morning. He heard the ringing again and realized it was the doorbell. The front door opened, and Eric roused enough to glance at the clock. Half past eight?
    â€œHey, Eric, it’s just me,”