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made love to me slowly, making sure he gave me multiple orgasms, and he left me with no doubt of his devotion before he went in to work late. Tears prick my eyes recalling the intensity of our bond.
    “I’m on my way home, darling.” He didn’t know I was meeting with Marion and Carly today. He must suspect what they told me if he’s coming home in the middle of the day. Shit. My stomach clenches at the thought of what I might find out.
    Okay, so my husband was with Sierra before me. I can handle that. It’s not like I’m a virgin or anything. But, why would he bite her? Is that some drunken werebear thing? The sensations that flood my body when I sink my teeth into Victor are an intense pleasure for both of us, and it’s very personal. No. I can’t believe he would bite her without consent. She had to have wanted it.
    The windshield wipers beat steadily as slush splashes up from passing cars. I still can’t believe Marion blindsided me like that. I know it’s almost impossible to cheat on your true mate, and I’m not concerned that Victor did. But kidnappings? That’s just ridiculous. Hot tears fall from my eyes, and I turn my head as if I’m looking out the window so Thomas won’t catch a glimpse of me crying in the mirror. How could I have been so foolish to believe that Marion would become a friend?
    When we pull up the drive I see Victor’s BMW already in front of our house. He must be concerned, because he doesn’t usually park there. He steps out of his car when we pull up beside him to park. Before the engine is off my husband pulls my door open.
    Holding out his hand he speaks in my head. “Darling, I don’t know what you’re so upset about, but let me take away the pain. Come, and let’s sort this out.”
    As if a dam has broken, my crying becomes sobs, and Victor scoops me up into his arms. “Shhh, it’s okay. I’ve got you now.” I bury my face in his shirt, and the starched crispness is rough against my cheek as he brings me into the house and down the hall to his study.
    The faint scent of smoke from a previous fire comforts me as he sets me down on the couch. Victor falls to his knees to place himself before me. He pulls a handkerchief from his suit coat and hands it to me. I wipe my eyes as the warmth of my mate’s large hands stroke the edge of my thighs.
    “Talk to me, Lily. What’s wrong?”
    “They told me about Sierra.”
    He sits back on his heels, and a muscle in his jaw jumps as his green eyes hold me in an intense gaze. “You know anything I had with that girl means absolutely nothing now that you’re in my life, right?”
    I nod as he stands. “I do. But I need to understand why they say you kidnapped her.”
    Victor has walked over to the wet bar, and glasses thump on it as he prepares to pour us both a whisky. “I met Sierra at Carly’s wedding. She’s quite attractive and set her sights on me.”
    I reach for the cut crystal Victor hands me. The oaky scent of the alcohol wafts up my nose and tickles when I take a sip. He continues. “I had been drinking and got carried away. On the dance floor we let our instincts take over, and the next thing I knew I let my passion get the best of me.” Victor is standing before me and swirls the amber liquid in his glass. He smirks and says, “You know how I can be.”
    I can’t help the small smile that forms on my face, and I nod in reply.
    “I bit her. And she immediately began to change. I had no idea that would happen.” He takes a long sip of his drink, and I recall the pain that came immediately after Victor bit me on our wedding night. “After that we had the ability to speak in each other’s head and formed a mate bond. You know the undeniable attraction such a connection creates.”
    I do, and the thought of Victor with Sierra makes jealousy surge in my veins as I nod for him to go on.
    “Once she was changed she began to flirt with me telepathically.” He turns up a palm. “I flirted back but never