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    “Jack.”
    His attention fell back to Bianca. Her lavender eyes were so pale, he might have found them disconcerting, but instead, he found them enchanting. He began to wonder, for the first time, what she would look like as wolf. His head had rebelled at the image before. Did she really believe she was the First Usher? Her relationship to Sara seemed to confirm it. Albina. A story. A myth that had seemed to have so little to do with modern-day wolves, and suddenly, everything to do with them—and with him. He found her alluring, irresistible, knowing no matter how she’d disrupt his life, he would welcome the disruption if it meant she would be his.
    “Ellen can’t run with us. Her wolf hasn’t fully returned. Would you like her to return your car to the inn, and Kathy and I can drive you back?” Bianca asked.
    She watched him trying to process her question, still staring into her eyes. He was so effortlessly handsome, his gruff exterior made all the more appealing by the tender enchantment in his eyes when he looked at her. Her wolf was preening, loving his attention on her. She had no doubt that her wolf wanted to be claimed as his mate. She felt a pang, thinking of Sara, waiting for her at the inn, her beautiful body spread out in bed, lush and tempting and sweetly yearning. Her dearest friend, her lover, her Guide.
    “I…” Jack cleared his throat. “Yes, that would be fine.” He handed his keys to Ellen.
    “Run with me, Jack.” Bianca smiled at him, feeling her wolf trying to surface. Suddenly, in spite of the changes mating with this man would bring to her ordered life, Bianca felt glad that he was here. Glad that her wolf wanted him. She could feel her wolf seducing him, and she couldn’t help but laugh at herself. She, of all people, should know that fate wasn’t something to be shrugged away. The last thing she’d expected was to meet the man who would be her mate today. But his smile was reassuring. He was a good man, and his obvious pleasure at the idea of running was a sensual thrill to both of them. She knew that, as disconcerted as he felt, a run would bring him a measure of peace, and she had to admit it would do the same for her.
    They stood, and she watched as he dropped a handful of bills on the table to cover their drinks. She raised an eyebrow. So unnecessary, but she wouldn’t argue with him. Where he was from, males were unused to women questioning them—she’d be stirring enough trouble in his world in the weeks to come that she’d let him pay the bar tab.
    “Let’s go.”
    He spoke simply, that boyish grin lighting up his face. She could sense his wolf—not the way she sensed her own pack-mates, but just a flicker of it beneath his surface. She got the feeling it was showing off for her, and she let herself be swept into his enthusiasm.
    He took her hand. She felt an electric thrill at the contact as he towed her toward the door. He pushed the door open, and they stepped out into the fresh air. Looking up at the dark night sky, she felt her wolf jumping a little inside.
    “Not here,” she whispered, as much to herself as to him. She led him around behind the building as they heard Ellen start his car and drive away. Behind the building was another parking lot, this one giving way to weeds and rocks, a field of cleared land, and then woods as far as the eye could see.
    “Bianca. Before we shift…”
    He turned her to him, looking into her eyes again. She felt a flicker of something—yearning—from him. He lowered his head, pressing his lips to hers. He urged her mouth to open to him, nudging her head in gentle circles. Her breasts swelled, and her nipples hardened against his chest, her body clearly answering his.
    Bianca felt his kiss in every cell of her body. He owned the kiss; he mastered her lips with his straightforward want. She opened her mouth to him with a groan, and she felt his hand bury itself in her hair. Tongues teased, tangling together and she