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my balance, I raced to Cannibal, exhausted legs forgotten with the burst of adrenaline. Skidding to a sliding stop, I plunged behind the Enforcer, peeking around his side at the visitor.
    Cannibal spared me a quick glance while shaking his head. I couldn't see his eyes through the dark glasses he wore against the bright sun bouncing off the snow, but I'm sure they sparked with amusement.
    "'Bout time you showed up, Bear."
    "Bear? I thought you said his name was Yeti?" I whispered from my safe location.
    He ignored me.
    The wooly beast in front of us morphed into a man, complete with heavy clothing to deter the elements. He stood tall, Cannibal's height or a smidgen taller. Although it was hard to tell with all the covering, I would have wagered on a healthy leanness to his body, but more than enough muscles to get the job done. His pale blond hair hung shoulder length and blew wildly in the stout wind. Pale blue eyes sparked with life as he stared in our direction.
    "And end the most entertainment I've had in a while? No way. Watching her grab your ass halfway up the mountain was primo, buddy."
    Cannibal shot him the one-fingered salute. "Go lick yourself."
    Bear grunted in response. "Got me confused again with those canines and felines, I see. Must be a sign of senility." His eyes shifted to stare at me, raking me over from where I stood partially behind the hunter. "Who's she?" The Yeti tilted his head toward me.
    "Pack animal." Cannibal's gaze flicked back to me.
    Oh goody. I've been promoted. Lifting my chin, I quickly added with a smile, "Better than food supply."
    Cannibal shared a look with the Yeti. "You can still eat the pack animal when you run out of food."
    Talk about having your bubble burst . I snorted in response to that statement. "Nice to know I have many uses."
    "What in the hell did you do to get stuck with her?" the fuzzy bear asked. "Must have been something bad."
    Cannibal just stared. "You have no idea."
    A short walk later, we entered the clearing where the shape shifter's home existed. Squinting against the bright snow, I made out what looked to be a small log cabin in the distance.
    "How big is your house again?" My nerves crackled.
    "One room cabin. Why do you ask?" Bear answered without breaking stride.
    Concerned thoughts raced through my head. First of all, I would be alone with two oversized men, all living in a single room, opening a whole can of worms that should probably stay tightly closed. On the plus side, I always heard bears have thick pelts and could be comfortable and toasty warm if you lay against one. However, from what I could tell of his attitude in the first few minutes, he leaned toward grumbling nearly as much as Cannibal, meaning he might make a decent cuddle buddy if you could work around the lumps, bumps, and sharp quips. On the downside, I really, really hoped he had a bathroom with a stout door. No way would I trust either one of them to hold a blanket up for privacy while I bathed or worse, had more expulsions from those energy bars.
    "Oh, well…" What could I say that wouldn't be taken at an insult? I'm sorry, but that's not cushy enough for me? Maybe you guys can rig me up a hammock? Is your bed big enough for three?
    "It's just me. I don't need much room. Just a sponge bath standing in the center of the room, in front of the fire. Go outside to pee. Cook when I'm hungry. Simple."
    I gasped and focused on the images spinning through my mind. Standing bare naked in front of the fire with a sponge and pan of soapy water might work for him. But, good grief. Visitors, namely me, needed some privacy. No ogling Shy parts during hygiene practices. I swear.
    Cannibal nudged me along as I unwittingly slowed my pace. "We can always return to the monastery." I had offended the poor monks and probably wouldn't be welcome in their cozy monastery in the next millennium. After my brief visit, they were probably re-writing their policy on giving lost travelers shelter for the night and