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Authors: Becca van
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do.”
    “We moved too fast,” Chevy said grimly. “Fuck. I was afraid of that.”
    “No wonder she ran,” Tarkyn speculated. “Although learning that werewolves are real could do a human’s head in.”
    “Call Jerry,” Rylan ordered Chevy. “We need him to check up on her and make sure she’s all right.”
    While Tarkyn paced and Rylan brooded from one of the desks, Chevy called Jerry. The lone wolf’s first words were, “What did you do this time, pup?”
    Chevy explained that they’d shown themselves to Alyson. “Could you go check on her tonight? She knows you better. Maybe she’ll trust you.”
    “I will, but at the end of the day, you’re the ones who have to protect her,” Jerry said.
    “Give me that.” Rylan grabbed the phone from Chevy. “We know we have to protect her. I want her living with us at the pack house as soon as possible.”
    “And you don’t want her running off.”
    “Fuck, no!”
    “Then wait. She needs time to accept what she’s seen and what you’ve told her. I’ll keep you posted.”
    The line clicked, and Rylan dropped the phone on the desk in irritation. “Stubborn old wolf,” he grumbled. “She’s our mate, not his.”
    “But Jerry’s trustworthy. He’ll find out what Alyson is scared of.”
    Tarkyn was still pacing. He shook his head and said, “I don’t know how much more I can stand. My wolf is pushing at me hard to go and claim her.”
    “You think any of us find this easy?” Chevy asked. “My cock is so fucking hard I could break a glacier, but she needs more time.”
    Leaving the office and his brothers, Chevy paced out to the front. Cherry ducked out of the kitchen to bat her eyes at him, but Chevy brushed past her. He needed some mundane chores to help cool his raging hunger and settle his animal to a more manageable level.
    After that, there was nothing for them to do but wait until Jerry called back.
    If he doesn’t get some answers, what then?

Chapter Five
     
    Every time the image of Chevy changing from man to wolf flashed across her mind, Alyson pushed it aside. She couldn’t deal with what she had seen and heard this afternoon. Sighing with fatigue, she finished dressing after her shower and tried to decide what to have for dinner when there was a knock on her door. Frowning because she never had visitors, she cautiously made her way to the entrance and peeked through the peep hole.
    Jerry. What’s he doing here?
    Alyson opened the door and stepped back to admit her boss. The delicious aroma of pizza wafted to her nose as he passed her, carrying a large box.
    “I thought you’d be hungry after your day and decided that I didn’t want to eat alone.” Jerry carried the box into the small kitchenette and placed it on the counter. “You got any beer?”
    “Yeah,” Alyson replied. “Let me get it.”
    She got them a beer each and then took out two plates and some napkins. After they loaded their plates with pizza, she led the way to her small two-seater sofa and turned the TV on then lowered the volume and turned toward Jerry. He was eying her speculatively as he took a big bite of his pizza. Alyson could see he wanted to say something to her, and she wanted to ask the real reason he was here, but she decided to wait him out. After taking a bite of her pizza, she chewed thoughtfully and watched as a frown marred his face.
    “You are attracted to Rylan, Tarkyn, and Chevy Friess, aren’t you?”
    “What?” Alyson asked. She had heard him clearly, but she was stunned. Why is he asking me about the Friess brothers? Does he know they’re werewolves?
    “Don’t play games with me, Alyson. I can smell Rylan and Tarkyn all over you.”
    What does he mean he can smell them on me?
    “Look, Jerry, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
    “I know they told you what they are. Chevy told me he shifted in front of you, and I can smell their scent on you. I’m a werewolf, too, Alyson. We have a great sense of smell, so don’t you dare

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