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of her head. “The process is
moving quickly. I must call Taggart back.”
    “Where exactly is Taggart?” she wanted to know.
    “He went for a run after you had fallen asleep,” Jamison
said absently as he seemed to concentrate on something.
    “Are you calling him without words?” she asked. “Can you
just reach out no matter where he is and contact him?” Hell, that was better
than a cell phone.
    “Yes,” he said. “Our bond allows us to communicate no matter
how far apart we might be. He is on his way back.” He sighed. “There are
certain things you should know before he arrives.”
    “Such as?” she questioned.
    Jamison sighed again and shook his head. “I don’t know where
to begin or how to share with you what I must without scaring you.”
    “Well, telling me that is making me nervous so maybe you
should just come right out and say what you need to say,” she stated.
    “White Valley is the only home that I have ever known,” he
said. “I have heard tales of what lies beyond the veil but I’ve never crossed.”
    That was still a little weird to think about. How exactly
did a fog create a veil between worlds? How did she manage to cross it and,
more importantly, what did it mean? She’d never heard of a White Valley.
    “That is because it does not exist in your world,” he
answered softly.
    What did that mean? She was no longer in America? No longer
on Planet Earth? What the hell?
    “I knew that this would be difficult,” he said again. “You
are and yet you aren’t.”
    “Well, that explains it,” she said dryly.
    “I’m trying, Reggie,” he said. “My fear of losing you is
holding me back from what I need to tell you.”
    “We’ve only just met,” she said. “How could you fear losing
me?”
    “Perhaps you didn’t understand what I said earlier,” he
replied. “We have already formed a triad bond. To lose you now would mean that
Taggart and I would walk the rest of our days alone. We mate for life, there
can never be another for us at this point.”
    “I don’t want to hurt you, Jamison,” she said sadly. “I know
that something inside me calls to you, desires to be with you, almost demands
it. But I-I just…”
    “You don’t believe,” he said.
    He was right. Part of her was still convinced that this was
some dream she was still in the middle of.
    “It is no dream,” he promised. “I do not know how to convince
you of that. Soon, sooner than we anticipated you will know beyond a shadow of
a doubt that this is real, we are real. I cannot shelter you from what lies
ahead.”
    “And what is that?” she asked. “What lies ahead?”
    “When Taggart and I both claimed you at the same time and we
all reached fulfillment together we formed the final mating,” he said. “It is
that act that begins the process that you feel inside you.”
    “What process?” she demanded. What the hell had they done to
her?
    “There is still so much to explain,” he sighed. “The why,
the how, so much detail. But I have run out of time. Taggart is here.”
    He rose from the bed, doing nothing to cover his nakedness
and she couldn’t help the way her body responded to his. He was perfection. He
moved across to the door and opened it just as a dog ran in. Hell, that was no
dog. It was a wolf. A big one at that. She moved to the center of the bed on
her knees, eyes wide as the wolf moved toward her.
    His coat was beautiful, reminding her of Jamison’s hair with
varying shades of brown, blond, and red. And the eyes were the same chocolate
color. The wolf came right over to her and put his front paws on the bed,
leaning in to lick her face.
    “What is this wolf doing here?” she asked and she knew her
voice was shaking with the fear she felt. Those jaws looked strong enough to
tear her apart with one bite.
    “He would never hurt you,” Jamison said.
    “I’m glad you’re sure of that,” she murmured.
    “Taggart, you are scaring her,” Jamison said.
    “Taggart?” she asked