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her and Cyrus out of the clinic and they walked to a vehicle parked directly behind Cyrus’s truck.
    “What are you doing?” she asked.
    “We’re seeing you safely home as instructed,” Solan said.
    Cyrus chuckled as he pulled open the passenger door and she said, “It’s not funny.”
    “It totally is,” he said, grinning as he shut her door.  He climbed in behind the wheel and started the engine.
    “You’re certainly warming up to the wolves,” she said.
    He glanced at her as he pulled out into the street.  “Hey, I was pissed last night because the wolves caused you to get hurt.  But Adam’s a solid guy.  His people worship the ground he walks on.  And more than that, he stood by your bedside all night.  He didn’t take off until the doc came in after you woke up.”
    She looked at her roommate.  This was a serious side of Cyrus she hadn’t seen before.  “You believe all this mate-call and mate-heat stuff?”
    “Hell yeah.  Maybe Wiccans don’t have that sort of thing, but I can tell you one thing for sure: Adam believes you’re his mate and there isn’t anything on earth that will stop a male from being with his woman.  He’s backing off because you’re freaked out and pissed off, and that shows an incredible amount of restraint.”
    He reached for her hand and squeezed it.  “What we have together is just casual, and even you can admit that it’s starting to wear thin.  Once Leo started to come around, you wanted something more out of your life than the passing fucks.  Someday, I hope I’ll find a female I’m mate-called to.  It’s something to be cherished, not feared.  A truemate would never harm his bride, and he would lay down his own life for hers.  Don’t you want that?”
     “It’s fast,” she murmured, releasing his hand and staring out the window.
    “Real mate-calls are like that.  Out of the blue, bulldoze right over you kind of stuff.  You’re lucky, Cin.  Real lucky.”
    Maybe he was right.
    It turned out that swiping clothes for her wasn’t the only thing that Adam and his pack had done.  The condo had been cleaned from floor to ceiling.  The fridge was well stocked, including a prepared plate covered with plastic wrap.  Flowers graced every flat surface from the kitchen to her bedroom.  It looked like a florist had gone haywire.
    Cyrus, chuckling quietly, went to his room and left her to stare at the note on the counter, the thin piece of light blue paper was wrapped around the stem of a single yellow rose with red tips.  She slipped the paper off and opened it as she touched the satiny tip of the flower to her nose and inhaled.  It smelled sweet and perfect.
    Cinder, please join me for dinner tonight at eight.  A car will be around for you at seven fifteen.  Adam.
    She crumpled the paper and tossed it in the trash.  She’d never met a more infuriating male in her life.  Ignoring the desire to call the phone number scrawled at the bottom of the note, she pulled the plate out of the fridge and ate.  Once more, she found herself of two minds about her current situation.  She wanted to see him, but she didn’t want him to think she was going to come running every time he snapped his fingers.  She could admit – at least to herself – that if they’d met in a club, she might have eagerly taken him home and enjoyed the hell out of him.  But this whole I’m-the-alpha business just didn’t sit right with her.  She never considered herself a wolf, just a witch who happened to have a father who was one.  She felt adrift in a sea of confusion, tossed about and unsure.
     
    * * * * *
     
    There was a knock at the door promptly at seven fifteen.  She opened it and found Brick and Solan.  Brick’s gaze moved up and down her body, and he frowned.  She was wearing a pair of lounge pants with cartoon devils on them and an oversize sleep shirt.
    When he said nothing, she said, “I’m not going, in case you can’t tell.”
    He opened his