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her eyes just wide enough that he could see the blazing gold color in them.
    “You,” she whispered.
    “Me what?” He shook her limp body as her eyes rolled closed. “Me what!” he demanded louder.
    Reese lifted baffled eyes to him. “Oh,” she breathed.
    “What?”
    She shook her head slowly. “If you didn’t feel it, then I can’t explain.”

Chapter Four
    After one eternal hike back to Reese’s truck, naked as the day he was born, Dillon’s mood was about as foul as it could get. The smell of the woman’s blood was thick as fog, which wasn’t helping him to control his bear either. He laid her on the tailgate while Ethan and Reese talked quietly in the meadow. Turning his back on them, he changed into the clothes he’d discarded earlier. He should’ve brought his own truck to the tower instead of riding with Ethan up here, then he could’ve just left. His mood darkened a little more.
    He canted his head and studied the woman. She was bruised, probably from being hit by the jeep, and cut up pretty good, but she was a shifter and would heal. Her lips were small to match the rest of her delicate face, and her cheekbones high. He hadn’t a guess at the actual color of her eyes, but dark mascara was smudged under both like she’d been crying. Her fair skin was covered in freckles from head to toe. In fact, he’d never seen someone so spotted in all his life. He traced a pattern on her arm and pulled away as she sighed. Her hair was wavy and the color of sand, with hints of red when the sun hit it just right. Delicate collarbones, graceful neck, and flat stomach. Curves at her hips a man could grab, and her breasts—holy shit. Those were some grade A, more than a handful, soft as dough, and sexy as hell tits. They even looked perfectly symmetrical with petal pink nipples he wanted to suck. His fingers itched with the urge to palm one of them and see if they were really as full as they looked.
    “Reese,” he called, frowning at the woman who had his traitorous cock twitching to life. “We need to go.”
    Would she die of her injuries if they didn’t leave right this minute? No, but every instinct was screaming for him to get her to Muriel’s and get the hell out of clawing range. The woman was trouble, and his bear was taking too much notice of her finer qualities. Screw that she’d looked like an utter fraidy-cat when Ethan had attacked her. She was downright dangerous to Dillon.
    Reese and Ethan approached and Dillon hopped into the bed of the truck with the woman’s limp body, then rested her head against his lap. Reese was borderline scary when she drove and the woman likely wouldn’t enjoy waking up to a trio of concussions.
    “Hey, man,” Ethan said with the saddest eyes Dillon had ever seen. “I’m really sorry about…” He gestured to Dillon’s torn up shoulder.
    “Don’t even worry about it. I’m in the tail-end of challenges right now. What’s a few more scars?”
    “It’s just Bear could sense her coming, and he’s…I’m protective of Reese and my clan. And of Abigail. It doesn’t sit well with Bear that she’s here. That woman is trouble.”
    A chill rippled up Dillon’s spine at Ethan muttering the same thing he’d just been thinking. Reese kissed Ethan and held his hand until she had to shut the door to her truck. Their affection made him want to look away sometimes, but not now. Now, Dillon frowned and tried to piece them together. What had happened in those woods didn’t matter to them. They loved each other, no matter what. Ethan cracked a smile and Reese giggled and started the engine.
    Swallowing hard, Dillon looked down at the woman lying in his lap. He’d never find a mate, because his bear had decided he was better off alone. He’d given every shifter in Hells Canyon and the Seven Devils clan careful consideration, but none of them were for him.
    But here, in the shadow of the mountains, with his injuries on fire and a stranger laying against his thigh,