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exotic face and no longer saw a rival, but a packmate who might need help.
    “You could say that.” Dark eyes twinkled. “I’m wondering how to bring up Nate without putting my foot in it.”

Chapter 6
    TAMSYN FROZE. “WHAT about Nate?” she forced herself to say.
    “Look”—Juanita tapped a finger against her knee—“he’s a wonderful guy and we had some fun together—”
    Tamsyn shut her bag and prepared to get up.
    Juanita stopped her by holding on to her upper arm. “But that’s all it was. Fun. We were friends then and we’re friends now. Nothing more.”
    “Okay. I have to go.” She was so hungry for Nate’s touch that even the idea of him with another woman bruised her raw.
    Juanita didn’t release her. “You’re not listening, Tammy. I’m telling you that that man never looked at me with the kind of wild heat with which he looks at you. He never craved me, not like he craves you.”
    Tamsyn stared at the other woman. “He left me,” she found herself saying. “I was all but offering myself to him on a silver platter and he left me. He doesn’t crave me.”
    Juanita laughed. “The man wants you so much, he’s driving all the juveniles crazy. You know how sensitive they are to sexual hunger, and right now, Nate is a six-feet-plus shot of pure animal need. And he’s not interested in anyone but you.”
    “But—”
    “But nothing.” Juanita stood and waited until Tamsyn, too, was up before continuing. “Don’t take this the wrong way but you’re young.”
    How else could she take it? “I’m more mature than people years older.”
    “Yes, you are. I wouldn’t hesitate to come to you for adviceon a thousand things.” Juanita’s matter-of-fact words took the wind out of Tamsyn’s sails. “But there’s one area in which you are a babe in the woods.”
    “Men,” Tamsyn whispered, embarrassment a blaze across her cheeks.
    “Yep. You were one of the lucky ones—you found your mate early, but that came with a price.” Juanita didn’t need to spell it out. “So trust me when I tell you the man is dying for a taste of you.”
    Tamsyn ached to believe. “He’s very good at hiding it.”
    “Of course he is. He’s stubborn and he’s dominant. He wants to do this
his
way. It’s up to you to change his mind. Please do it before he drives everyone insane.”
    Taking a deep breath, Tamsyn swallowed her pride and put her faith in the bonds of Pack. “You have experience. Teach me what I need to know.”
    Juanita grinned. “I thought you’d never ask.”
    •   •   •
    A day after he’d left Tammy sleeping by the fire, Nate returned from a meeting with Lachlan to find the area around her home crawling with children. Not all of them were exactly underage. “What are you doing?” he asked Cian, who was sitting on what looked like a bench and table set stolen from their alpha’s backyard.
    The older man grinned. “Making Christmas decorations, what does it look like?” He returned to painting the small glass ball in his hand.
    “Why?” Nate insisted.
    Cian scowled at him. “Because Tamsyn said I had to.”
    “She’s less than half your age.”
    “Have you tried to argue with her when she wants to get her own way?” Shaking his head, Cian returned to his task. “Besides, it’s kind of fun. And she’s got the juveniles interested in something other than raising hell, which makes our job easier.”
    Now that Cian had mentioned it, Nate realized just how many of the older kids were present. Even arm-cast-laden Dorian appeared to be having fun. Nate watched as the boy bent down to help a five-year-old paint something on her globe. When she smiled, so did Dorian.
    Turning his head, Nate found Lucas sitting with another group of young ones. Several cubs were trying to use his body as a climbing frame, but from the sharp grin on his face, he didn’t seem to be worried. He called out to someone else and Nate’s eyes followed his gaze to locate another unexpected