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wolf my bitch is bad-ass.” North nipped her skin, marking her, claiming her. “Kobe thought you’d die from those wounds, did you know that? He underestimated how tough, how strong you are.” Pride laced his words, pride she wanted to believe in. “You’re mine, Ember, and I’ll fight to keep you.”
    “I’m tired of fighting,” she confessed, a wave of bone-deep weariness rolling over her. “And I’m tired of running, but --”
    North bit her hard, the pain sharp. “No buts.” He licked the spot, soothing her with his flat, wet tongue. “If you run, I run.”
    He’d run, leaving all he had built behind. She couldn’t do that to him. “You have a pack here, the pack you always wanted.” He slid his hard cock between her ass cheeks, and she inhaled, her pussy moistening. He wanted her. He had seen her back, and he still wanted her.
    “ You’re the pack I always wanted,” he declared. Bare feet smacked against pavement, and North groaned in her ear, the sound vibrating her skin. “Damn it. The cavalry’s coming.”
    “Your pack’s coming,” she corrected, bracing for the comments about her back. They must have noticed. They’ll say something and that would upset North and --
    “Hell, North, that’s not how you treat a beautiful woman,” Bruiser drawled. “You’re squashing her, you brute.”
    Beautiful ? Ember looked up at the smiling, naked shifter. He still thinks I’m beautiful ?
    “Ember, hon, any time you tire of your Neanderthal there, give me a call.” Bruiser winked, no judgment in his broad face.
    “Or me,” another wolf offered, brazenly leering at her covered body.
    “I’m available.”
    “I have a motorcycle.”
    “She’s mine, so you can all fuck off,” North growled as he supported some of his weight on his forearms, allowing Ember to breathe easier. “Bruiser, grab us some clothes.” He rounded his shoulders, drawing her into his body. “The club has robes,” he explained, brushing his cheek against hers, the stubble on his chin sending shivers down her spine.
    “For the patrons,” Bruiser grumbled as he stomped off, his ass cheeks clenched.
    “Remind me why I wanted a pack?” North turned her to face him. His brown eyes sparkled, laugh lines fanning out at the creases. He was handsome -- and hers.
    Ember cupped his jaw, caressing his skin with her thumbs. His chest rubbed against her nipples and his cock pressed into her stomach, yet a swell of aching tenderness, of deep love, not raging desire, engulfed her. “They’re your pack, North. You’re no longer a stray. You’re no longer alone.”
    “They’re our pack.” North looked into the shadows and swallowed hard. “And yes, I’m no longer alone. I have you, my mate.” He dipped his head and captured her mouth, possessively grinding his flesh against hers until her lips throbbed. “And that’s all I need.”
    Someone sniggered.
    “Fuck.” North groaned, resting his forehead on the curve of her breast. “The rest of them are still here, aren’t they?”
    Ember looked over his shoulder. Four huge, male shifters grinned back at her. “Yes.” She met North’s baleful gaze and laughed, feeling happy and accepted and loved.

Chapter Five
     
    Beautiful . North folded his arms and leaned against the wooden frame of the sliding patio doors, content to watch the she-wolf before him. She was as naked as he was, her pert ass facing him, her lithe form bathed in moonlight, green grass peeking between her bare toes.
    Wolves howled from the park, the males from the club, their pack, calling to them. Killer raised his head from his doggy bed, yipped a reply, and flopped back down again on the overstuffed cushion, exhausted from their night spent at the club.
    North felt many things, but not exhaustion. His desire for Ember was insatiable.
    She gathered her long curls in her hands and rested them on her head, exposing her scarred back, a reminder of the long, lonely years they’d spent apart. “Do you want