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him, but she was aroused as well. The mixture of scents was rather appealing. Again his cock shifted in his pants. What would it be like to fuck a human?
    He pulled into the other parking lot, spotting the car she’d been in the night before. “ Cariboo are a particular breed of werewolf.”
    Stopping the squad car behind her car he looked at her again. “You’ll show me any article you write about us before it goes to print. Is that clear?”
    For a moment he thought she would argue with him. The flare of defiance made her eyes sparkle a magnificent emerald-green. She nibbled on her lower lip, and suddenly his pants seemed too tight. But instead of challenging him, she nodded, and then slipped out of the car. He watched her walk around the front of his car and get in her own before driving off.
    A cold shower would be in order this evening.

Chapter Four
     
    It was harder than she thought, learning where a police officer lived in this town, especially a werewolf cop.
    Heather frowned, reluctantly walking out of the station after the dispatcher on duty had refused to be of any help whatsoever.
    “What do you need McAllister for?” The officer who stopped her had a badge on his uniform that said “Beuerlein”. He was stocky, not fat, but muscular, with a blond crew cut.
    “I have something I want to show him,” she said, wondering if she was talking to a werewolf or not. There was no way to know for sure without asking, and she wouldn’t do that. “Do you know where I could find him this evening?”
    “A lot of the pack head down to Howley’s before their evening run.” So he was a werewolf, and she liked how he spoke so openly to her about pack routines. “Marc might be at home though.”
    “Would you tell me where he lives?” She smiled when he didn’t answer right away. “You know it’s not like I could do him bodily harm. I just want to show him what I’m working on. He asked to see it.”
    Officer Beuerlein pulled a cell phone from his belt and pushed a few buttons on it. He watched her with a nondescript expression while he held the phone to his ear. After muttering a few words that for the most part she didn’t catch, he hung up the phone.
    “Okay. You can go see him. His address is 2900 Wright Creek Road. It’s out of town. Do you think you can find it in the dark?”
    Heather nodded, already grinning. Granted, now Marc would know to expect her, but he hadn’t turned her away. And she knew she would have gone nuts sitting at home alone thinking about him. Now she would get to see him.
    It was a hell of a lot harder finding the small ranch-style home that sat well off the highway than Heather had thought it would be. Her heart raced in her chest when she stepped out of her car, pressing her folder that held her article to her chest. The cold night air whipped around her but she wasn’t shivering from it. Unease and excitement rushed through her, making her knees feel weak.
    Her excitement was because she was getting the chance to really sit down and talk to a werewolf, not because this particular werewolf turned her on. Just because the image of him naked, his powerful body and impressive cock, had taunted her all day, that wasn’t why she shivered now.
    The gravel drive led to a paved path that took her to his front door. Her palms were sweaty and she rubbed her hand against her jeans before tapping on the front door.
    He filled the doorway when he opened it. The first thing she noticed was his damp hair, a clean smell surrounding him like he’d just showered. Then she quickly noticed his bare chest, and the way his sweats hung loosely around his hips.
    Marc stepped out of the way to let her enter. He was barefoot too. Damn it. She didn’t have enough defenses for the amount of sex appeal that radiated from him.
    “I hear you want to show me something?” His suggestive tone gave her chills.
    But then when he ran his hand down her back, guiding her into his living area, his touch burned