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With her beast in full lockdown
mode, she was left with squat.
    That didn’t mean she couldn’t sense them. The connection was
still there, she just wouldn’t be able to talk to them. “I’ll need to borrow
your wolf if you’re willing.”
    Taggert didn’t even hesitate. “I’m yours to command.”
    Raven winced, hating the way it sounded like he was still a
slave and didn’t have a choice. “If you would rather—”
    “Don’t.” Taggert pulled her to a stop, hunching down until
they were nose to nose. “I volunteered. We’re your pack, and we’ll do anything
to protect you. You need me, and I’m happy to be of service. Now tell me what I
have to do.”
    “I need to touch you.”
    His eyes darkened, and she swallowed hard as pure lust poured
off him. He wasn’t hiding from her anymore, and the intensity of it made her
yearn for everything he offered.
    It reminded her that she was no longer alone.
    If only she had enough courage to reach for it.
    Her pack offered her everything she’d ever wanted. All she
had to do was prove to herself that she was strong enough to contain her dragon
before she could allow herself to really believe this was real.
    She took a deep breath, his woodsy scent filled her lungs.
Tension dribbled out of her, and she placed her palm against his chest. His
heartbeat thundered under her palm, his desire and excitement reaching over to
pull her under his spell.
    It took all her restraint not to succumb.
    In desperation, she grabbed for his wolf.
    She expected a struggle to find his beast. Instead, his wolf
slammed into her with the force of a sledgehammer, and she nearly landed on her
ass. Only Taggert’s hold on her arms kept her upright.
    His beast didn’t attack, didn’t try to consumer her. The
animal’s shape wasn’t solid, or even vaguely wolf-like, more of an impression
of something wild.
    Something massive.
    And it wanted only one thing … her.
    She reached out tentatively, and pure warmth met her touch.
A brush of fur rubbed against her, almost hesitant, as if afraid that she would
run. Ignoring all the sensations bombarding her, she searched her mind,
concentrating on the connection to the pack, and it easily snapped into place. The
bindings could only be held by an alpha. The strand allowed her to trace every
member of her pack, no matter the distance separating them.
    A dozen or so strings streamed off into the distance, an
intricate network joining her to her pack. Only there were a lot more
connections than she’d expected. The wolf shifted impatiently, and Raven pushed
aside her questions and focused on the threads nearest to her, not wanting the
rest of her pack to become worried if they sensed her probe.
    As she poured energy into the bindings, three bright lines
flared to life. One for Taggert, the other two located at the back of the
circus. Only, they weren’t moving. She could sense their heartbeat, but none of
their impressions or thoughts. It worried her, but when she would’ve pushed for
more, she saw Taggert’s wolf creep closer.
    She didn’t sense any jealousy, more of a craving to touch
her while she was distracted. A little unnerved under its attention, she hauled
back on the current. She had to be content with the knowledge that the rest of
her pack remained near. The second her hand lifted from Taggert’s chest, the intimate
link between them broke. The noise of the circus swelled, filling the vacuum of
silence like a switch had been flipped. 
    Almost afraid of what she would find, Raven glanced up.
    Taggert’s eyes were pure green as his wolf gazed brazenly
back at her, all wild and hungry, his sight firmly set on her. The air became
thin, and she all but wheezed at the intensity. “They were able to move the
car. They’re parked behind the circus. They must have decided to stay with the
car instead of bothering to leash Durant.”
    Just hearing her voice dialed the wildness in Taggert back
to normal levels. He inhaled deeply, his eyes