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moved forward, her ears flat against her head, her tail down. A twig snapped and she froze. The rabbit scampered away.
    It wasn’t perfect, but what followed would be the first of her many lessons from him.
    ***
    They met again the next night, and the nights after. Leon taught her to hone her skills at stalking and hunting prey. The correction of minor details she’d overlooked resulted in drastic improvements. Penny was swift and could run down most of her prey, but the lessons he gave her put her closer to them, which conserved her energy for other activities. Once he was certain she was close to perfecting hunting, he gave her tips on how to control her wolf. She’d mentioned that it was hard to control her, and Leon was quite aware, with her scent all around him, just how difficult the task was. But unlike hunting, this wasn’t something he could teach her. The most he could do was give advice: try not to give in to emotion, to take oneself out of the moment, and other tricks he’d learned. She would have to do the rest.
    On one of the nights, he shifted to his hybrid form and Penny retreated, unsure. He then learned that she hadn’t known there was a hybrid form, and guided her through the process that would take her to her own hybrid. Penny was beautiful in all three of her natural forms. Each night as he listened to her soft voice, her infectious laughter, he was pulled further into her. He usually avoided thinking of her in more intimate ways as it wreaked havoc on both his body and mind, and sent his wolf wild.
    In two weeks, he’d taught her most of the basic things pubescent wolves learned. She still asked questions, some during the day when they both realized that they were hardly focused on their tasks before them, queries about their people and the other beings, which he gladly answered.
    Leon liked Penny. There was nothing about her he disliked. From her intelligent conversation to the vulnerabilities she afforded him, Penny soothed him in unparalleled ways. Leon didn’t have to worry about speaking a certain way, of hiding his views of the world, as he did daily in this place. He could be himself around her, and she around him.
    Instinct told him she was his. His wolf echoed his approval daily. Yet still, he resisted. Penny had grown more comfortable around him, but still tensed whenever he closed the distance between them. He knew she was not afraid he’d hurt her. Penny feared the unknown. Leon feared the known.
    If he touched her, any more than he had two weeks ago, he would mate her. If he mated her, he’d grow even more possessive, possessive to the point where anyone with eyes would notice. Growing visibly close to a slave could very well jeopardize his reason for being on the plantation. Keeping his distance, however, was going to prove more difficult than anything he’d ever done before.

Chapter Three
    Leon was in his office looking over the ledger that contained the list of slaves when the post arrived. He’d been waiting for a response for almost three weeks; one had finally come. The missive from his brother, written in French, agreed to the purchase of ten slaves.
    In the roughly ten years Armand Arnaud had been in America, he had seen to the relocation of many slaves. Under an alias, since he was wanted by authorities for the aiding and abetting of slaves, he currently owned two strategically placed smaller plantations. Armand had written that he was sending two slavers to see the slaves across the borders, and that upon inspection, his slavers were to pay Leon the sum of their cost.
    Leon knew that once the slaves arrived at Armand’s plantation in Virginia, they would be moved to Pennsylvania and then New York by railroad. They would be housed at an abolitionist’s home in New York for a day before traveling across the state to the Canadian border. Once in Canada, they would be guaranteed freedom.
    He was looking over the list of slaves he intended to “sell” when a knock