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the steps. “That brown male you met this
    morning sure has a thing for you. He hasn’t stop calling since we arrived. Maybe you are half
    coyote.”
    “What the hell? Why are you…?” Some of the fogginess had lifted and she tried to
    squirm out of his arms when a wave of pain rolled down her body. “Oh, God.”
    “Looks like the shock’s wearing off, and the pain’s setting in.” He paused as Caden
    opened the door for them. “Easy, sweetheart. We’ll get you something in a second.”
    The next several minutes passed in a blur as the men settled her face down on the couch
    and gathered their supplies. She’d resisted when they’d stripped off her shirt and bra, but had
    finally relented to hiding the bare essentials with a thin towel so Caden could get a clear view of
    the damage the cougar had left behind. It wasn’t until Talon had removed her shirt that she’d
    realized how much blood she’d lost.
    “But, I didn’t think…” She glanced at the boys just as Caden slipped a needle in her arm.
    She winced and pulled back, feeling the medication slowly wash through her. “What?”
    “It’s like Demerol, darling,” said Caden. “You’re not going to like it much when I stitch
    that cut, even with some freezing.”
    “Where did you get all this stuff?” Damn. Had her tongue suddenly doubled in size? It
    felt as if she was talking around a stump.
    “We need it to treat the injured coyotes we take in.” Caden smiled at her. “Don’t worry.
    I’ll be gentle.”
    His words evoked another warm rush, only this one wasn’t from the drug. Heat poured
    out from her core and settled, uncomfortably, between her legs. She shifted slightly, suddenly
    aware of how sensitive her clit was and how plump her lips felt. A low moan drifted her way,
    and she looked over her shoulder at the men.
    “What?”
    Talon pulled his lips tight, and she could tell he was trying hard to concentrate on holding
    the cut together as Caden tugged at a stitch. The men exchanged a look, then inhaled, the gold in
    their eyes darkening into a burnished bronze.
    The image blurred for a moment, as the drug played with her head, but she managed to
    shake it away. “I’m waiting for an answer.”
    Talon looked at her, his face twisting into a grimace. “We’re a bit busy here.”
    “Not so much you can’t tell me why you keep looking at me as if I’m dinner or why I
    keep hearing one of you moan.”
    He grunted and met her stare. “You were in the woods when we shifted from our coyote
    forms, right?” He didn’t even acknowledge her nod. “That means we’re part coyote.”
    “Yeah…and quite frankly, I’m still not convinced this isn’t all a hallucination and I’m
    not really back in my Jeep asleep at the wheel…but go on.”
    “Just because we aren’t wearing the fur any more doesn’t mean we aren’t still part
    coyote.”
    Rebecca grunted. Her head ached, her feet tingled and she couldn’t tell if her words were
    coming out as pure gibberish, yet Talon thought she was still capable of thinking. “I’ve been
    attacked by a cougar, saved by two mystical half-breeds and pumped full of some animal form of
    Demerol. Do you really think I can decipher your riddle right now?”
    Caden chuckled, elbowing Talon in the side. “Go on, bro. Explain it to her.”
    Talon glared back, then turned his gaze on her. Fingers of arousal wove through her belly
    and into her pussy at the predatory look in his eyes. There was no mistaking the animalistic side
    of the man, now, and she wondered if she’d just pushed her luck too far.
    Talon inhaled again, the bronze tone in his eyes nearly hidden by the black. “Let’s just
    say—you smell divine. And I don’t mean your perfume.”
    Awareness dawned on her, and she drew a sharp breath, even as more moisture eased
    from her slit to coat her sparse panties. She looked from one man to the other and back again,
    reading the truth in the way they surveyed her half-naked body.
    She