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arms, the edge of the jacket creeping up her thighs.
    “Besides, unlike some people I know, running around naked in the woods is not my idea of a good time.”
    He allowed a slow smile to cross his face at the thought of her running naked through his forest. His gaze ate her up from top to bottom, remembering the look of her dashing through his bedroom.
    “That’s too bad.”
    Her face was flushed, her expression a mixture of embarrassment and heat. “Clothes, perv!”
    He laughed softly and walked out of the bedroom, ignoring her mutters. He returned swiftly with her clothes, hoping to catch one more glimpse of creamy thigh. He’d taken the time last night to make sure her outfit was clean and dry, knowing she’d more than likely want her clothes. He, on the other hand, would be more than happy to keep her naked for the rest of her life.
    He handed her clothes to her with a small bow. “Here you are, m’lady.”
    She took them, smiling warily. “Thanks.” She gestured towards the bathroom. “I’ll be right back.”
    She headed for the bathroom, giving him an unreadable look before closing the door behind her.

    Christopher settled into one of the chairs by the small table, filling his plate with food. She might not be hungry, but he was starving.
    She came out a few minutes later dressed in everything but the poncho, socks and boots she’d been wearing the night before. “Thank you for washing my clothes.”
    He smiled, trying to look harmless. “You’re welcome.” He stood and held out her chair. “Are you ready to finish breakfast?”
    She studied him intently for a moment, the scrutiny making him vaguely uneasy, before settling daintily into the chair. “Thank you.” She took another bite of the cooling eggs, then a sip of the coffee. “Mmm. It’s good, even cold.” She smiled at him. “Now. Forever mates. Ancestral curses. A daily yearning for Kibbles ‘n Bits.”
    Christopher winced. “Hmm. Yes, where were we?”
    “Let’s start with what makes you think I’m your mate and go from there.” She took a bite of crisp bacon, her eyes closing in pure pleasure. “Damn. Okay, for bacon this good you get to call me Lana.”
    He swallowed hard. He wanted to see that look on her face while he fucked her into the mattress.
    Her eyes opened and something of what he was feeling must have shown in his face, because she sat back, wiping the pleasure away with a quick shake of her head.
    Christopher took a sip of his coffee, trying to ignore the way his hand trembled. He’d never wanted anyone so badly in his entire life. What made it worse was his wolf pushing him to pounce and mate. He was having a hard time resisting both his own instincts and his wolf’s. “About a month ago I cast a spell.”
    “A love spell?” She was frowning at him now, her eyes turning hard.
    He glared back. “Do I look like I want the universe to slap me upside the head?” Her expression eased. “Wizards follow the threefold rule as well, you know.” And one of the worst spells to cast was a spell that forced someone to do or be something they weren’t. The Lord and Lady took a dim view to that sort of thing.
    She had the grace to look sheepish. “Sorry.”
    “The spell is one my ancestor came up with after several years of research. Each Beckett male, when … certain feelings become overwhelming, gather the ingredients, place the Beckett ring in the circle, and cast the spell.”
    “The Beckett ring?”
    “It’s the ring my great-grandfather used in the spell to call his mate to him. It became my great-grandmother’s engagement ring.” He liked the soft smile that curved her lips. “When his brother was ready, the ring was lent to him, the spell cast, and his mate came to him within a month.”
    She sat back in her chair, frowning thoughtfully. “So every Beckett male casts this spell and boom!
    Instant girlfriend?”
    “More like instant fiancée.”
    Her expression turned from intrigued to mildly panicked