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engine on to keep it warm every so often."
    Ty shook his head decisively. "We cannot
stay in the truck."
    "It makes sense. Rescue will come along
eventually."
    "It could be hours." He said it like they’d
die together in the cab if it took that long.
    "But—"
    "There’s a cabin not too far from here. It
belongs to a friend of my dad’s, but he moved on."
    "How far is it?"
    He shrugged. "Close enough."
    "I still think it would make more sense to
wait for rescue."
    "We’re in a ditch off a secondary road in a
snow storm that is going to cover the truck before long. We can’t
depend on rescue."
    ***
    Ty watched the emotions chase across
Frankie’s face as she thought about what he’d said. She might be
right, they might get rescued if they waited in the truck, but he
also might give into the feelings clamoring inside him to mate with
her.
    He couldn’t take that chance.
    The cabin was maybe a half an hour walk. It
was cold, but he had natural resistance and she had bundled up to
ride her horse earlier. Her layers should protect her.
    She sighed, her mouth turning down in
defeat. "Okay. We’ll go to the cabin."
    She started putting the layers back on she’d
taken off in the warmth of the truck cab. Soon she was as bundled
up as he’d first seen her that morning. He pulled the horse blanket
he kept behind the driver’s seat and wrapped it over her head and
around her like a shawl, as additional protection from the
elements.
    "Shouldn’t you use it? You’ve only got your
sheepskin. You don’t even have a hat."
    "I do." He pulled the Australian oilskin
wide brimmed hat from behind his seat and a pair of wool lined
leather gloves as well. Even werewolves knew better than to brave
the Montana winters in their skin without basic precautions. He put
them on and cinched the string on the hat so it couldn’t fly off.
He even buttoned his coat.
    When he was done, he said, "Come out my
door. It’ll be safer to exit the truck together."
    She followed him without comment. As he
lifted her from the truck, her scent reached out and enveloped him
with such strength his knees almost buckled.
    That half hour walk to the cabin was looking
almost pleasurable right now. Maybe it would cool his libido to
manageable proportions. He’d never found it so hard to control his
beast and something else really bothered him.
    He’d been right...Olivia was in heat. He’d
smelled it on her before she’d even come out of the barn, but he
hadn’t felt the urge to mate her. Not even a twinge. His senses had
been full of Frankie’s scent and no matter how hard he tried, he
couldn’t direct his wolf’s interest to the other woman. Was it
because he’d scented Frankie first?
    He didn’t know, but he wasn’t mating with a
human.
    Not today, not ever.
    His father was respected and feared as pack
leader because he enforced pack law with no exceptions. His best
friend had mated a human when they were both young. It had not been
a sacred bond and the human female had never conceived. She'd
wanted children more than she wanted her mate and she'd left
him.
    Five years later, Ty's father's friend had
been caught mating a femwolf. His first wife was still living and
according to pack law, that made both him and the femwolf guilty of
adultery. Although they were divorced by human laws, they were
found guilty by the pack and pack justice was carried out.
    By Ty's father.
    Both wolves had their throats ripped out by
the pack leader and both Duke and Ty had been forced to watch, to
see pack justice as well as the consequences of disobeying pack
law.
    Ty wasn't sure he agreed with the law, but
he damn well wasn't going to risk ever becoming a casualty to
it.
    With a femwolf for his first and only mate,
he wouldn't have to worry about that. Only werewolves foolish
enough to marry humans did.
     

CHAPTER
FOUR
     
    Frankie stumbled into the small cabin ahead
of Ty, too numb from the cold to even appreciate being out of
it.
    The door slammed behind her,