didnât feel sheâd broken anything, but her wrist hurt. And she couldnât seem to catch her breath so she could rise to a sitting position.
She wanted to lie here, soak up the sun that the two boys now blocked, and get her bearings. Their faces wore frowns as they looked her over.
âDoesnât look like sheâs got any visible broken bones,â Cody said.
âI secured the area,â Anthony said on the phone. Heâd crossed her skis upright in the snow to warn skiers above that a safety issue existed below them.
The boys were gray wolves. She hadnât seen or scented the girl yet and hoped she wouldnât get hurt on the slope while looking for Elizabethâs camera. But she was glad the girl was searching for it and hoped it was all right. At least no one else was on the trail. Thank God.
âIâm all right,â Elizabeth said. âI⦠just need a moment.â
âHot damn, sheâs a wolf,â Anthony said.
She frowned at him. No one mentioned the wolf word. Or in her case, coyote, either. Not in public.
As if he read her mind, he grinned. âNo one around to hear me but us wolves.â
And one part coyote.
âSheâs the one Tom must have brought up to the ski resort. All the guys are talking about her,â Cody said. â And the kiss .â He grinned big time. âCantrell said he caught them on his phone video recorder, but he wonât share unless you pay for it. A few other guys took shots with their cell phones, too. Theyâre sharing for free, sending emails to the pack.â
Her whole body warmed, and she suddenly felt feverish. She couldnât believe the word had spread that fast. Or that anyone had bothered to catch their actions on camera. Sure, she knew that a pack shared information to protect themselves, but still⦠She thought Tom had been exaggerating.
âWhere do you hurt?â Cody asked, crouching down in front of her.
Everywhere. She would be fine once she got off this black slope, if trying to ski downhill didnât kill her.
âSheâs having trouble concentrating, unable to answer questions,â Anthony said into his cell when Elizabeth didnât answer right away. âSheâs the one Tom brought up here.â Anthony grinned, put his hand over the phone, and said, âYouâre a celebrity. Youâll have the entire ski patrol checking you out.â
With mortification, she felt like she was having a hot flash, and she was sure she could melt the mogul she rested against into a puddle of water.
âIâm fine,â she said, trying to sit up. âIâm not having trouble concentrating. Just breathing.â
âNo, just lie still,â Cody said, his hand on her shoulder. âYou might have a spinal injury.â He turned to the other boy. âAnd tell them she has shortness of breath.â
âI hurt my wrist a little, and I feel a little sore. Iâll be fine if I can just get down the slope.â Actually, at this point, if she could just get up. âIâm not having any trouble breathing,â she amended. She shouldnât have said she hurt anywhere.
âDid you get all that?â Anthony asked, and she realized that as she spoke to Cody, Anthony must have held the phone nearer to her so that she would give the information directly to the ski patrol. âOkay,â Anthony said to Cody. âDonât let her move an inch.â
She rolled her eyes.
Cody smiled at her.
âI found her camera!â Minx called out from the woods.
Elizabeth breathed a little sigh of relief, though she still worried the camera might be damaged.
âSki patrollers are on the way,â Anthony said.
Great. She hoped they didnât include Tom.
***
âYard sale!â a couple of skiers yelled out from the lift. Tom skied down the slope and saw an unfamiliar woman wipe out, losing her ski poles and skis all over the
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