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gave his head a quick
shake. “It’s my fault she’s here. I invited her to the mountain, probably
triggered her.”
    “But that’s a good thing,” the hazel-eyed brunette said. “It
was going to happen to her at some point. It’s actually better for her to go
through the transition now, with us here to help her.”
    Sofia was a Late Bloomer, Cassandra had explained to him.
They were rare but apparently they existed. Nathan had thought Sofia smelled
faintly like one of them while on the plane, but he’d told himself he was just
deliriously horny. The chances of there being an attractive female shifter his
age in NYC who he hadn’t noticed had seemed unlikely at the time, but now made
sense with her being identified as a Late Bloomer.
    “Would have been better though if her first introduction to
the life didn’t involve an attack and a blow to the head.”
    Cassandra snorted. “Now that, I can agree with. But we’ll be
here to explain it all to her when she wakes up. She’ll be fine. But now, you
on the other hand.” She moved behind him and placed both hands on his
shoulders, massaged them. “You’re so tense. When are you going to let me help
loosen you up again, Nathie?”
    Nathan rolled his eyes. “I hate when you call me that.”
    She laughed. “I know. But I always get a special reaction
from you when I call you that while you’re inside me.” She slid her hands up
and down his back, caressing him. “I’ve missed you. It’s been two days already
and you’ve been avoiding me. How about you and I get undressed and
reacquainted?”
    Cassandra Kennedy’s Cat was a tiger and it showed. The
rough, angry sex Cassandra and he enjoyed together three months ago at the last
retreat was good— really good—and she was originally at the top of his
to-do list for this go around, too. But seeing her again this time reminded him
of why they weren’t a couple—there was no emotional connection between
Cassandra and him. They didn’t even communicate with each other in-between
retreats. And right now, the only thing he was interested in was Sofia waking
up so he could ensure she was okay.
    Nathan exhaled deeply and turned to look at Cassandra. He flashed
a polite smile at her. “Maybe we can try to catch up later? Right now I just
really want to keep an eye on my friend, here.”
    Cassandra opened her mouth to protest but several men came
around the corner just at that moment, and Justin Finland was at the head of
the pack. Nathan straightened up and moved to block the door to the room Sofia
slept in. “What do you guys want?” He reflexively balled his hands into fists
as soon as his scruffy blond rival began to speak.
    “We came to meet the newcomer,” Justin said. “We all have
the right to be introduced. That’s how it goes.”
    “She’s still asleep,” Cassandra said. “And will likely be
until tomorrow. Everyone should leave her alone and just let her rest.”
    Justin turned to look at Nathan. “So then what the hell are
you still standing here for, Dawson?”
    “Keeping watch over her.”
    “You don’t need to,” Cassandra said. She was frowning and
one hand was on her hip. “She’s safe here amongst us. You know that.”
    “I can’t tell.” Nathan glared at Justin as he said this.
    Justin scowled. “Look, dude, I already said I wasn’t going
to hurt her.”
    “You knocked her down, busted her head up and ripped off her
clothes,” Nathan hissed. “How the fuck do you define hurt?”
    “I didn’t know she was so damn delicate, I thought she was
fully one of us, not some Late Bloomer ‘Molly’ who don’t know what’s up. Seemed
like she was playing with me, taunting me. I thought she wanted it rough—you
know how some of these pussies are!”
    Nathan ran up to Justin and grabbed a tight fistful of his
shirt. “You weren’t even gonna ask first to make sure she wanted it?”
    “Get your hands off me, Dawson,” Justin growled, his eyes
aglow with anger. Two of the