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days off from the business while we do some legwork around the county and ask some questions?” Drake asked.
    “Sure I can, for a woman that fine.” Hunter gave a wicked smile.
    “Okay. Let’s do it,” Drake said, making up his mind. Drake wondered about this one. Something about their first meeting with her told him she just might be special.
     
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    Morgan pulled up the truck outside the large farmhouse that was the home of Nathan’s mother and father. She took a deep breath. She knew she could do this. Nathan’s parents didn’t like her, but enough time had gone by now. She knew Nathan had talked to them before he got lost in his wolf form. If she was lucky, maybe his parents knew what the problem was and would share it with her.
    Mr. McLaughlin, Nathan’s father, opened the front door and showed her inside to a sitting room. He was just like Nathan, just as good-looking, only twenty-five years older. He also had that same intensity about him Nathan always possessed. She could see where Nathan got both his character and his winning looks from.
    Nathan’s mother was already seated in the sitting room waiting for her. Morgan had called ahead and let them know she was coming by. Mrs. McLaughlin didn’t look pleased to see her.
    “Won’t you have a seat, my dear,” Mrs. McLaughlin said to Morgan.
    Mrs. McLaughlin was a hard woman, and Morgan had her figured out. She was the perfect shifter mate when around others, submissive to her husband in all things. But Morgan knew from the little Nathan had discussed his parents with her that Mrs. McLaughlin really called the shots in this family behind the scenes, and most of the animosity Morgan had gotten from these two had come from her.
    “I have chores to do out on the land,” Mr. McLaughlin said, excusing himself and leaving the two women alone to talk.
    “I was just having some tea. Would you like some, dear?” Mrs. McLaughlin asked and began pouring the hot water even before Morgan had a chance to decline.
    “I’ve come to talk about Nathan,” Morgan announced, getting straight to the point of her visit. Mrs. McLaughlin didn’t like her, so there was no point in pleasantries.
    “How is he doing?” Mrs. McLaughlin asked with an unconcerned smile.
    “I don’t know.” Morgan had a hard time keeping it together here, but she knew she would. It seemed so surreal to discuss Nathan like this. It was almost as if he was dead already. Morgan had to hold back her tears. “Mrs. McLaughlin, he shifted into his wolf two months ago. He’s been one ever since. He either won’t or can’t come back as a man. I am terribly worried about him.”
    “You aren’t a shifter, dear.” Again there was an insincere smile on Mrs. McLaughlin’s face. “You wouldn’t understand our ways.”
    Morgan sighed and decided on a different tack with the older lady. “Mrs. McLaughlin, I love your son, and he loves me. I would do anything in the world to help him get better. But it’s hell for me right now because I don’t know what to do for him.”
    “You’ll never understand shifters, dear.”
    “I think that may be true,” Morgan admitted. “But I want to understand Nathan.”
    “You really came to ask me what the best thing you can do for yourself is. Isn’t that right?” Mrs. McLaughlin was like ice, and she was talking about her own son, too. Morgan couldn’t imagine the lack of emotion on the woman’s part.
    “No,” Morgan corrected her but remained polite. “What I really came to ask is if you knew what’s wrong with Nathan and what caused him to shift and then not be able to come back to me?”
    Mrs. McLaughlin smiled and drank her tea. “You want to know when he’s coming back to you, or if he’s coming back at all.”
    “Yes I do.” Morgan sighed. Talking with this woman was every bit as hard as she knew it would be. “Do you know the answers, Mrs. McLaughlin?”
    “I don’t know when my Nathan is coming back,” Mrs. McLaughlin