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    “Wait. Zolin.” He held out his hands. “She’s got to be gone. She asked me to take her to Choaca to find her mother.”
    The big man’s face whipped around and there was a blaze in his eyes that Tomás could see through the dark. “She told you about her mother?”
    “Only that she’d been taken, and that Lani wanted to find her.”
    The warrior crashed through the brush, headed away from the stream, and Tomás dug in his bag for his shoes.
    He slipped them on quickly and then ran after the translator. He hoped the man knew where he was going, because Tomás was flying blind. He wondered for a moment if one of them should shift, but before he could really process the thought, he heard a shimmer, and then the drop of the wooden spear on the ground.
    Then, the howl of Zolin’s wolf.

Chapter Four
    A wolf howl carried through the cool crisp darkness. Citlani’s skin tingled under the filtered light of the moon. Her magick swirled around her, alerting her to the approaching presence of one of her pack. She recognized the angry howl. No amount of covering her tracks would hide her from Zolin’s overbearing possessiveness.
    She leapt down from a large rock and paused, regret stabbing her gut. Had Zolin killed Tomás? He wouldn’t have really killed him…would he? She glanced over her shoulder and frowned. Then she looked back down the side of the mountain. Choaca waited. Her mother needed help. No one else would go.
    If Zolin caught her, she wouldn’t be able to do anything.
    Her husband was a strong man. He would come through this and Zolin wasn’t a murderer. He just wanted…her. Always. The man had been obsessed with her since she’d come of age. She’d lost count of how many times he’d asked her mother for permission to take her as his wife. Zolin had said that her mother saw a ghost from the past in the market and disappeared, but he’d done nothing. And he had the cojones to say her mother gave her to him.
    She looked down the mountain again and sighed. It didn’t matter. Citlani was linked to Tomás. She couldn’t abandon him. What if Zolin had left him wounded and exposed to predators in the jungle? As an outsider, he didn’t know what lived in the trees.
    Citlani darted to her left, through some underbrush, and came out into a small clearing. Her feet drummed a ground-eating pace. She could circle back around to the stream and find Tomás and they could take another path down the mountain. But she had to move fast. Speed would be the only thing that might keep her ahead of Zolin’s wolf.
    Or not.
    Snarls and angry growls from too close behind drove her feet faster. The burning in her lungs and legs was completely forgotten. She dodged his first leap and let an angry snarl tear from her throat, warning him she’d fight.
    He didn’t care.
    A heavy, furry form leapt onto Citlani’s back, knocking her off balance. Before she hit the ground, she felt the warmth of his magick change around her and instead of fur, bare skin and very male arms encircled her body, cushioning her fall on the stony earth.
    “Get off of me.” She wriggled, but he didn’t release her.
    “You’re still under my protection. What were you thinking running off with a stranger?”
    Citlani kicked and bucked as he stood and hauled her off the ground with him. An arm was locked in a vise grip around her torso, but that didn’t stop her from flinging her head backward. She winced as pain skewered through her skull, but the satisfying crunch and growl of his pain made it worth it. “Put me down! I have a husband. We were joined in the sex tent. You can’t have me.”
    “You ran from your husband,” Zolin roared. “You shame him. You left a stranger in the jungle unprotected.”
    “I was coming back.”
    “You ran.”
    “I have to get my mother back. You’re certainly not going to do it for me.”
    “She said not to come after her. She made me swear to keep you away.”
    “I don’t believe you!” she