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bathtub. Returning to her, he hunkered down and reached for her hands, which were held limply in her lap. Hudson
    sent his thumbs over the backs of them, marveling at the softness of her skin. Her flesh was warm, bordering on hot. “I want you to feel at home here. Tell me, please, if you need anything.” Concentrating on the task at hand, he reached for the medicine and
    cotton pads and went to work on the network of scratches on her legs. Frowning over
    his task, he noted a particularly nasty one that stretched from her ankle, across her calf, 29
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    and ended at the sensitive bend of her knee. “This might sting a little. Deep breath, sweetheart.”
    The endearment whispered out before he could stop it but she didn’t comment as
    he swiped the medicine-soaked pad over the wound. She gasped at the burn and
    quickly he blew a breath over it to soothe her. Unbelievably, the scratch healed itself in an instant and his eyes went wide. Snapping his gaze upward, he looked at her. “I
    thought you were unmated.”
    “I am. I’m just—”
    “Dear gods,” he said, shocked at the sandpaper rough quality of his own voice.
    “You are nearing your time. How long have you felt the changes coming over you?”
    Among their kind, a female nearing her time of change would begin to notice things
    like poor vision suddenly repaired and injuries that were quick to heal. Those changes sent up red flags to a woman of their species that she’d better hurry and find a mate or face a world of hurt. The conversion from human to panther was violent and sometimes
    deadly.
    Trea’s fair skin flushed, bright color splashing over her cheeks. “For a month or
    more.” She looked away, her embarrassment painfully obvious. Hudson’s heart turned
    over. Placing a finger on her chin, he gently turned her face and stared intently into her eyes. “Do not be ashamed of this. Not with me. What you are going through is natural
    to our kind.”
    A pained look was stamped on her pretty face and then she swept her eyes down
    his naked body. His cock responded, hardening, to rise high against his belly as she
    studied him. Hudson wanted nothing more in that moment then to lay her down on the
    cold marble floors and fuck her as he wanted. And not just any woman would do. He
    wanted her . Her scent, her beauty, everything about her called to him on an elemental level he’d never experienced before. Hudson stood, ignoring the way her eyes drank in the sight of his nude body. Clasping her shoulders, he pulled her up and stalked to the 30
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    tub. Steam rolled from the surface of the water and being a cautious man, he drew his hand through it to test it. It wouldn’t do to have her tender skin burned.
    Hudson shook his head. What the fuck was wrong with him? He was suddenly as
    sappy as a lovesick pup and he barely knew the woman who sat quietly watching him.
    Shit! But he knew enough.
    She was his.
    He’d waited hundreds of years to find his one, true mate and here she was. He
    wasn’t about to let her slip through his fingers. Turning, forcing a smile to his face, he walked up to her. “Can you manage from here? A nice soak will help, I promise. Do
    you need some help?”
    Hudson wanted nothing more than to yank that huge tee shirt from her body and
    shove those skimpy shorts from her hips to strip her bare, but damn it, he wasn’t a
    creep. She was scared, traumatized and downright shocky. If he had his way about
    things, he’d claim her and protect her from this moment on but it was too soon to act on that now. She needed to heal. To accept.
    “I-I can do it,” she said as she made her way across the room to the tub. Trea looked up at him and smiled. “You’ve been so kind. I don’t know how to thank you.”
    Unable to stop himself, Hudson leaned close and pressed his lips to her forehead.
    “No thanks necessary. I’ll be just outside if you need anything.”
    Trea looked up at him unable to disguise the sheen of