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bathroom sink, scrubbing her dirty face with paper towels the color of school lunch bags. She didn’t even mind the sandpaper texture against her skin. She just wanted to feel clean again.
    “Ava?”
    Startled, she hurried to the door and yanked it open. “What’s wrong?”
    He held out a plastic bag. “It’s clothes. Get changed. I’ll stay by the door so nobody walks in.”
    She pulled off Damon’s leather jacket and carefully hung it over the stall door. She cringed as she realized she was standing barefoot on the bathroom floor. She slipped on the long-sleeve gray T-shirt with the words “Budweiser” sprawled across the front. She ditched her underwear and pulled on a pair of black sweatpants and thick white tube socks. She smiled a little at how ridiculous she must look as she tugged on the black CAT boots.
    She picked up the bag to toss it in the garbage can when she felt something heavy in the bottom. She peeked inside.
    A brush.
    Either Damon was very thoughtful or he thought she looked really bad. She glanced at her reflection.
    She was betting on the latter.
    ***
    Damon stood in front of the ladies’ room door, scowling at anyone headed in his direction. Turned out, people didn’t have to go so bad after all.
    He glanced at his watch. One more minute and he was going in after Ava. They needed to get back on the road if they wanted to stay ahead of the rogue wolves.
    The bathroom door squeaked opened and Ava stepped out. He sucked in a deep breath as his body heated with desire. Dressed in her truck stop attire, Ava looked nothing less than beautiful.
    “Thanks, for letting me borrow it.” She held out his jacket.
    “Keep it.” He clenched his jaw, reminding himself of his duty to his pack and to her. This was a job. Nothing more, nothing less.
    “Won’t you get cold?”
    “No, I won’t.” He narrowed his eyes. Being a wolf, his body temp was higher than a human’s. He only wore the jacket because he liked it.
    He glanced at his watch. “We need to get going.”
    When they reached his bike, he pulled out his cell phone.
    “Shit.” He gritted his teeth at the numerous missed calls from Barrett. His Pack Master was not going to be happy.
    He hit speed dial.
    “I have Ava. We should be in Jonesboro in about two hours.”
    “Damon, where the hell have you been? I’ve been trying to reach you,” Barrett thundered.
    “I’ve been driving like a bat out of hell. Sorry I didn’t stop every ten minutes to check my messages or Tweet about my whereabouts.” He sneered. “Like I said, I’ll have Ava home soon.”
    “No. Don’t come to Jonesboro,” Barrett commanded.
    Uneasiness snaked up Damon’s spine. “Why? What’s wrong?”
    “There’s been an explosion at Ava’s house.” Barrett’s tight voice had Damon bracing for what was next. “We’ve also had a breach in security. A bomb just took out the Council Hall in Little Rock.”
    “Fuck.” He pinched the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes. “This means those red wolves knew I was a Guardian.” Guardian werewolves were all spread out over the state of Arkansas, yet it was common knowledge that the Pack Master and the Council ruled from Little Rock. It functioned much like the capital of the states did for humans.
    “It also means you’re going to have to keep Ava with you and away from here.”
    His eyes shot open. “What the hell am I supposed to do with her?” He walked a few feet from Ava as she shot him a glare. Keeping Ava with him was a bad idea.
    “That’s up to you. She’s under your protection until I call with a safe house location.”
    “Hold on…” It was too late. Barrett hung up.
    “Perfect.” He ran his hand across his face.
    “What’s wrong?” Ava touched his shoulder. He flinched.
    “We need to go.” He climbed on the bike and started the engine, his mind plotting out his next move.
    She climbed on behind and wrapped her arms around him.
    “Are you going to tell me what’s going