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tingling sensation that raced up
    her arm as he wrapped his hand around hers and led her back into the cabin.
    Inside Keil refused to talk. Instead he made her up a plate of food and sat beside her while he ate his own meal. The lump in her throat settled, aided by
    the fact that sitting in close proximity to Keil made her mouth water and she had to swal ow twice as often as usual.
    TJ spoke while he ate, which made for confusing moments as Robyn misread most of what he said. He was tel ing her al about their pack and how they
    spent time together in human form as wel as in wolf. At one point she was sure that he said something about mooning people down main-street Haines,
    but that had to have been the extra large piece of sandwich he’d shoved in his mouth.
    Breakfast finished, Robyn had to admit she felt a bit better. Having an emotional breakdown on an empty stomach was too much. Keil grabbed her dishes
    and kissed her softly on the cheek. “We’l wash up, you write. Tel me what’s got you worried.”
    His dark eyes stayed on her until she nodded, then he turned away and got to work. He and TJ goofed off with the dishtowels and soap bubbles while they
    cleaned up the dishes and tidied the sleeping bags. Robyn sipped at her coffee as she watched, the love between the brothers clear.
    She forced herself to pul the pad closer and write. When she finished she found Keil staring at her from where he sat waiting on the edge of the sleeping
    platform. His gaze ran over her body and he wasn’t trying to hide the look of desire on his face. Their eyes met, and the shock of connection thril ed
    through her.
    The wolf thing. It had to be something to do with animal attraction that was making her want to rol al over the floor with the man. Preferably naked. She
    licked her lips involuntarily, and the answering flash in Keil’s eyes heated her blood to near boiling.
    Damn, it was time to stop with the coffee and break out the ice water.
    Keil tapped the space next to him and held out a hand for the notepad. “Come here, Robyn, sit by me while I read.” She glanced over at TJ who was
    sprawled in a chair in front of the stove, making notes in the cabin’s journal, before she took a step toward Keil. “He’s going to let us talk this out alone.”
    Robyn sat, highly aware of the feel of his thigh touching hers as he shifted his body to wrap an arm around her torso and snuggle her tightly to his side. If
    she looked up she could stil see his lips move.
    In fact his lips were close enough to kiss if she leaned forward a tiny bit.
    She whipped her head back to safety, examining the notepad and the message she’d written.

    I was told that my mother and father were hunting caribou along the Dempster Highway when there was an accident at their hunting camp. Someone’s
    gun went off and the bullet killed my father instantly and wounded my mother sending her into shock. The others at the camp managed to get her to
    the hospital at Dawson City where I arrived almost two months early. When my mother died right after my delivery I was adopted. All I have from my
    parents is my boot knife.
    I guess that’s why I never got “triggered”? I can’t turn into a wolf.
    I wish I could. I bet it’s amazing.

    She glanced up to see if he’d finished reading. He smiled down tenderly. “It’s going to be al right. I’l explain a couple things first to help you understand.”
    He ripped off the top sheet of the notepad to a clean page. She watched over his arm as he divided the page in three parts and drew a circle in each part.
    In the top circle he wrote Full-blood , in the bottom he wrote Half-blood . He left the middle one empty. He adjusted them both to sit comfortably on the
    platform and face her better.
    “Short biology lesson, Robyn. Ful -blood werewolf, both Mom and Dad have the genes. Pass the dormant gene to baby. Baby triggered with hormones in
    milk, can turn to wolf around puberty.” He lowered the notepad for a moment.