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you and your mate covered.”
    “Thanks, man. I appreciate that. You happen to get a name out of him?”
    “Nah, he wasn’t talking when I left.” Stephen looked out to the woods behind the house. “I’m certain he works for Marston and Roberts though. I don’t believe this was a pure coincidence at all.”
    “Yeah, me either.” Jace pulled on the pants Stephen brought for him. “First, Kate lets her get drunk. Then….” He damn sure wasn’t telling his best friend about the gay thing. “Hell, suffice it to say she’s had a bitch of a night.”
    “You staying here or heading back home?”
    “I’m staying here. Shit, I can’t leave her alone for a second while I wait for those assholes to make another move.”
    Stephen slapped him on the shoulder. “I can understand your worry, but rest easy knowing the pack has your back. I’ll drop by and check on the two of you tomorrow.” He offered a half-assed salute and jogged down the porch steps. “I’m off to howl at your sister’s window until sunrise.”
    “Be careful with that shit.” Jace snorted. “You know she-wolves can be brutal.”
    “I’m counting on it,” Stephen called over his shoulder.
    Jace padded inside and locked and secured the door behind him, making sure no other intruders could slip inside. He entered Michelle’s bedroom and noticed she hadn’t moved from the position he’d left her in. Leaning toward her, he brushed the hair from her cheek just as she opened her sleepy eyes and gazed up at him. She patted the bed beside her in a silent invitation that surprised him, but he damn sure wasn’t going to refuse. Perhaps she needed the comfort as much as he did tonight.
    He eased her onto her side and slid behind her, wrapping his arm around her waist. At once the feel of her safely tucked against him eased some of the unspent anxiety in his body, soothing the beast inside. He kissed the top of her head and hugged her tighter.
    Tomorrow, he planned to claim his mate.

 
     
     
Chapter Six
     
     
    Michelle cracked her bleary eyes open and stared at the clock on the bedside table across from her: 1:42 p.m. She jerked upright and grabbed her glasses beside the clock. Shoving her glasses on, her gaze darted around the room. Shit, she’d never slept this late in her life. What the hell was the matter with her? As soon as the thought entered her head, the events from the night before came crashing back to her.
    Too many drinks. Jace bringing her home. Ugh, the kiss she’d rather forget, permanently. The jackass in her kitchen. A knock to her head. Wolves. Amend that. Scary-ass, snarling wolves.
    Glancing down at herself, she noted, once again, she was in her own bed. The last thing she remembered was that huge, black wolf standing over her. She lifted her hand to her head, feeling for an enormous knot, but all that remained was a tender spot beside her ear.
    Throwing herself back on the mattress, she yanked the covers over her head. It was already too late to open the bookstore. She’d missed that hours ago, and she refused to beat herself up over it. After the night she had, she deserved a sick day. She relaxed and her eyes slid shut.
    Then the shower came on.
    Michelle bolted upright and threw the bedcovers off. She blinked at the closed bathroom door and briefly wondered why her life was filled with so many bizarre-ass circumstances. Fuck it. She’d had enough of weird shit happening to her lately.
    She jumped from her bed and stomped toward the noise. Opening the door, she stepped inside her small bathroom. Shoving aside the worry of who exactly was in there, she marched to the closed shower curtain and ripped it aside.
    Jesus Christ, there was a man in her shower. A naked man. With the sexiest ass she’d ever seen. Said naked man slowly turned, letting the water sluice over his muscular, tanned frame. Unable to glance away, she ate up every second of the display. She glanced up and met Jace’s playful, dark brown eyes.
    She