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maintaining eye contact.
    He managed not to smirk. “One foot in front of the other, yeah. It’s simple. Give it a try.”
    “I meant…like…oh, never mind.”
    Turning, he started to walk back the way they’d come. A wolf born and bred, he was unfazed by his nakedness, but in deference to the human population in Stratton, he kept a change of clothes in his truck.
    Not that he planned on telling her that.
     

Chapter Four
     
    Werewolves shouldn’t be so damn hot. There was a rule against it, surely. If not, there sure as hell should be.
    A little out of breath from the long walk, one Ce had spent trying not to stare at the firm, well-toned butt of the wolf who tracked her down. Okay, maybe she hadn’t tried that hard, she admitted as she clambered into the truck when he held the door open for her. She tried not to ogle, really she did, but when it was all out and in the wind like that, what was a girl to do?
    “Look all you like, darlin’,” he said with an easy grin. “You’ll quickly learn wolves aren’t shy.”
    “I keep telling you…I’m not a wolf. And put some damn clothes on!” She snapped her eyes back up to meet his gaze. Lord, the man had a set of abs to die for and lower…she swallowed. No, they were so not going there. Regardless, her mind went there anyway. Maybe wolves were just built bigger down there? Like way bigger.
    The driver’s door opened and she dragged her mind out of the gutter to watch her captor climb in. She hadn’t liked the previous alpha, Kev she’d heard them call him, but this guy was different. Somehow more human, if that was possible with a wolf.
    He was clothed now, which she found didn’t help her peace of mind. Not with the way the worn jeans clung to his muscled thighs and his tight t-shirt looked, for all the world, painted on.
    “So…what happens now?” She kept her voice light and conversational. Running obviously wasn’t an option, not with how easily he’d caught up with her. Besides, she didn’t do country and having no freaking clue where she was didn’t help much. Which meant she was stuck with tall, shaven-haired, and gorgeous.
    “Now, I take you home and we wait out your conversion.” The engine roared to life and he slid her a sideways look as they pulled off. “I’m not going to lie, the first change is a bitch. Even more so for you.”
    A chill stole down her spine. She didn’t like the sound of that. Holding onto the handle as the truck bounced along the dirt track, she looked at him. “Why more so for me? What did I do?”
    Amber sparkled in his eyes for a second but then he transferred his attention back to the road. The truck lurched as they joined the main highway, or what she assumed passed for it around here. Two lanes, one either direction, meant they were officially out in the sticks.
    “Nothing, other than the fact your scent even now is strong. That means you’re going to be a strong wolf. Potentially, even…” he paused, rubbing at his jaw and for a second she noted the tiredness there. “No, Max can’t be right about that.”
    “Max?” She leaped on the scrap of information. “That was the guy before, with the long hair? What can’t he be right about?”
    “Yeah, that was Max.” He nodded, speeding up now that they were on smoother roads. Lights ahead said they were approaching a town. A sign with the name Stratton sped by. At least she knew where they were now. Relief filled her. All she had to do was get access to a phone and call Tom, then she was home free. No matter how far, her partner would drop everything to fetch her, she knew he would.
    “Max Daniels, our pack alpha. He’s married to my sister, Kelli.”
    The sudden additional offering of information made her blink. “You have a sister? He married a human…or were you both bitten at the same time?” Her mind ticked a mile a minute. “It’s not often two people survive a wolf attack.”
    He grinned, a white flash of teeth in the darkness.