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spoke. “Leave her alone.”
    “She’s probably in cahoots with the rest of them.”
    The boat rocked, she swore she heard wood cracking. She squeezed her eyes shut. Death at the hands of the shifters would be better than drowning.
    “Then why didn’t she run for the door?”
    “Even in our state, she’s knows we will catch her.”
    “She said she wanted to help us.” A growl laced Julian’s voice.
    She bit her lip. The boat tilted at an extreme angle, knocking her off the cot. She landed hard on her shoulder, sharp pain shooting through her back. “Ah!”
    Before she had the chance to make another move, something grabbed her and dragged her across the floor.
    “Come here.” Julian lifted her by her shirt, pulling her up and putting her in between the two of them.
    “Leave me alone.” She rubbed her shoulder.
    Julian moved her hand and did the job for her. “You said you wanted to help, what do you mean?”
    She turned to him. Though he still appeared a wan and weak, everything about Julian spoke of being naughty. From the way his shoulder length black hair was a bit messy, to how only one side of his mouth was turned up, but his whole face lit up with a smile, to how his green eyes seemed to take everything in, including her, it was as if he recently was caught doing something bad, but no one would ever have the heart or the guts to punish him.
    “Are you really pirates?” she asked.
    “Well, Porter did steal your hair things.” The other side of Julian’s mouth lifted.
    “I have bandages for your wrist.” She tensed, preparing for him lash out.
    “You brought bandages?” He continued to massage her shoulder.
    She nodded.
    “By any chance you didn’t bring any water did you?” Porter tapped her.
    Against her better judgment and spun around to him causing her hair to hit her in her face.
    While Julian might be mischief and mayhem, Porter was precise and polished, with shorter brown hair combed back, razor sculpted facial features and golden eyes that either made one either want to cower, or embrace him tell him everything was going to be all right. “Are you going to tell me what’s really wrong with your island?”
    “Are you going to tell us what else is in your bag?” He tilted his head.
    “Are you going to kill me?” No sooner were the words out of her mouth than the boat slammed down again, and she covered her eyes.
    Two sets of hands took hold of her, one on either side.
    “No matter what, she is trying to help,” Julian said. “We are not going to kill her. In fact, since she called to us for help, we are going to do just that.”
    She peeked through her fingers at Porter.
    “We can’t kill her if we’re going to protect her from the big, bad storm.” He exhaled as if he had come to terms with having an unwanted pet.
    “I brought a few other things as well.” She upped the ante. Did she make allies with the enemy? No doubt her actions qualified as relations with Lykans, even if it wasn’t mating.
    “I hope not another shot.” Porter’s eyes darkened to a deep brown.
    “I don’t believe in chemical inhibition.” She chewed her lower lip.
    “Did you hear that Porter? I told you humans weren’t all monsters.” Julian chuckled.
    Funny, that’s what humans thought about Lykans. “Actually, I brought the antidote.” She glanced between them. “Maybe I’m the pirate, since I actually stole the antidote.” At her confession she stood. The ship heaved to one side, sending her back onto the cot and right onto Porter.
    He caught her. “Well, that was a bit unexpected.”
    “That was bad.” Her whole body shook. “Something is wrong.” She waited for one of them to tell her everything would be fine.
    Julian slid closer to her and held out his hand. “It’s part of the deal.”
    “What deal?” Without thinking she placed her hand in his.
    “The one you made with the two devils.” Julian gave her hand a squeeze.
    “You brought us the antidote.” Porter tightened