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in years, and he didn’t have plans to change that. Most women didn’t want to live out in the woods like he did. Oh, sure, they’d claim that they longed to be one with nature and have the peace and quiet that the forest offered. But after a few weeks the novelty of it would wear off, and they’d get bored and whiny. So Drew had given up trying.
    Hope was no different. She was already complaining about how different life out here was. Drew tried to be patient and remember that she’d just completely lost the life she built up for herself in Chicago. But he really didn’t understand how someone could be so attached to a loud, flashy life in the city. The fresh air and freedom of nature was much better in his opinion. And, heck, he wasn’t even the one who was half bear.
    Drew shook his head in bewilderment. He’d often heard his dad complain about how shifters these days were losing touch with their roots. They didn’t want to be a part of clans anymore, and they were moving away from the wilderness at alarming rates. Drew had always thought his dad was overreacting, but now he wasn’t so sure. The crew he was helping out right now seemed to give validity to his dad’s complaints. Although, to be fair, they had formed a tribe of sorts after the escape from Chicago. They considered themselves a clan of their own now, with Grant and his lifemate Storm as the alphas. Drew chuckled. No matter how much a shifter tried to run, the longing for a clan never seemed to truly go away.
    Drew allowed himself to fantasize, just for a moment, about what it would be like to allow himself to truly be part of Hope’s clan. To be her mate, and to be part of something bigger than himself again. But he quickly pushed the thought away. He didn’t want to join another clan. As the only human child in a clan of shifters, he’d grown up always feeling just a little bit different. For the most part, the other kids had treated him like he belonged. But if someone was mad at him or was in the mood to be a bully, they would take the opportunity to remind him that he wasn’t a shifter and didn’t belong. Drew knew that he should let these childhood remarks go. Kids said all kinds of things that they didn’t really mean. But Drew still harbored a lot of resentment deep within him. He loved his shifter friends and would fight to the death for them. He was a man of deep loyalty and honor, and he would put his own life on the line to keep this clan safe. But he didn’t want to get too close to any of them emotionally. Opening up your heart to a shifter was, in his opinion, a recipe for heartbreak.
    Which is why he’d been an idiot to kiss Hope earlier. Not only had he made it obvious to her that he was attracted to her, but he’d lit a fire in his own belly with that kiss. He could not get her out of his mind. And every time he thought about her, he wanted to kiss her again. He wanted to take her back to that waterfall and kiss her until she could hardly breathe anymore. He wanted to tear off her clothes and lay her down in the cool grass, then tear off his own clothes and make love to her until she screamed his name so loudly that even the sound of the rushing waterfall couldn’t drown it out.
    Drew sighed and let out a frustrated grunt. He was letting his imagination run off with him again, and his body was responding to his fantasies. Between his legs, his dick had become a hard, stiff rod, throbbing with anticipation and begging to be allowed to find relief in Hope’s body.
    “Get a grip, Drew,” he said aloud to himself.
    But the more he admonished himself to get it together, the more he realized what an impossible task that was going to be. He’d danced too close to the edge, and he’d fallen right over it. Hope Pearsons, the woman he’d been blazingly angry at just this morning, had somehow managed to completely bring to life passions in his heart and body that had been lying dormant for nearly a decade.
    This was going to be