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salt-and-pepper hair and silver eyes.
    “You heard me,” he said. “Let her go.”
    He needn’t have ordered her. With Cara distracted, Ilse had no trouble scampering out from under her. So, she stood, dragging breath into her lungs and stared at the impossible that had become real. Not only was her wolf mate alive, he could turn human as well.
    * * *
    Gray had watched his mate shift before -- from human to wolf -- so seeing her reverse the process held no real surprises. Her beauty took his breath away, as it always did. Her chestnut hair, hanging in thick curls down her back, matched the color of her fur, and her brown eyes were as deep as a human as a wolf. His human body reacted to her curves -- her small breasts and ample hips -- with force his wolven mind couldn’t have imagined.
    Above all, he’d recognize her by her perfume. Though the house held the scent of several wolves, hers overpowered the others, sneaking into his brain and making his already-hard member throb.
    When the other female also turned human, the family resemblance jumped out at him. Sisters, pack mates. Both members of his own clan since he’d claimed Cara as his own. He had to defer to her in her own home, but as soon as he got Cara away, he’d mate with her and memorize the taste and feel of her human body.
    The other female picked up a robe from the end of the bed and slipped into it. That done, she went to the door, hesitating only long enough to give him permission with her gaze to use the room -- and the woman standing in the center of it -- as he saw fit. When she closed the door behind her, he spread his legs, blocking his mate’s escape. He’d marked her as a wolf. Now, he’d do it as a man.
    Cara hugged her ribs and stared at him. “How did you get here?”
    “I ran. I found shortcuts through the woods.”
    “Why?”
    “We’re mated. We belong together.”
    “I didn’t design you to shift,” she said.
    “Surprise.”
    She took a step backward. “What are you going to do?”
    “Put my face between your legs.” He took a few steps toward her. “Do you know what your scent is doing to me?”
    “This is my sister’s bedroom.”
    “She doesn’t care,” he said.
    “I do.”
    “Don’t lie to me.” He sniffed the air and smiled. “I can smell your heat. You need to mate as much as I do.”
    “Let’s go home. We can talk,” she said.
    “No amount of talking can take care of me.” Enough playing around. He closed the distance between them and scooped her into his arms. She didn’t put up any resistance. If she’d honestly not wanted the coupling, she could have shifted back into her stronger and more dangerous wolf form. Of course, he could turn wolf himself and take her that way, but he didn’t have to. She’d surrender as a human, and he could slide his human organ into her and feel her wetness close around it.
    He tossed her onto the bed and then knelt beside it, between her legs. This close to her sex, her aroma made him dizzy with hunger. Spicy, hot. Aroused female.
    She didn’t protest as he grabbed her hips and pulled them up so that he could lap at her pussy. She moaned -- a sweet, low note of approval -- as he feasted on her. All along the lips there, he tasted her, feathering his tongue and then giving her firm strokes. With each pass of his mouth, she grew wetter, and he worked harder to give her more and more. When he hit the hardened nub at the apex of her sex, she shuddered and released a small cry.
    This was a different sort of pleasure than he’d taken with her in his wolf form. Instead of the chase, he could win by playing her body. Molding it to his will until she’d beg for more. Sure enough, her fingers went into his hair, the tips digging into his scalp in a silent plea that he not stop. Her breathing turned to gasps as he continued toying with her bud. He owned her, and he wouldn’t disappoint his mate. So, when her cries rose in pitch, he sucked the sensitive flesh into his mouth