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knee.
    “Christ! What happened to her leg?” Abraham came closer and reached out, only to snatch back his hand when Erik let loose a fierce snarl. “Possessive bastard, aren’t you?”
    “She’s hurt and in trouble. Damn it, I’ve been so caught up in helping her and making her comfortable that I never noticed the bonding.” The connection that formed between two destined mates was the most amazing thing to their kind, and he’d been too distracted with everything happening that he’d failed to see what was happening between them. Then again, judging by her reaction, she hadn’t been all that aware herself. Kneeling beside the couch, he placed the back of his hand to her forehead. Her brow was damp. “Get a cool rag.”
    “What do I look like…?”
    “The bastard that’s getting a fucking cold rag, that’s what you look like.”
    Abraham put his hands up and beat a hasty retreat.
    Erik looked down at the woman before him. The bonding was a sure sign of a soul mate. Once they made love, the bond would be complete, and he’d be able to sense her feelings even from a distance. It was why werewolf bonds were so special, and the reason they remained joined for life. Only the death of a mate could sever the connection. When werewolves finally mated, their souls merged, bringing them closer than the mind could fathom. They became two halves of a whole, completing each other in the most intrinsic and intimate fashion possible. They became one.
    The thought of the other alphas trying to force a mating on her now filled him with even more fury. No doubt, they only wanted her for her alpha status to use as a way to ensure strong offspring, and knowing that he could have lost his chance before he’d even met her had his insides at a near boil.
    Could this beautiful rebel really be his intended mate? Would she even want to stay with him? She’d mentioned her longing for a quiet life with a mate and cubs. Perhaps he could convince her—given time—that she could trust in him to bring her the future she craved.
    He’d sure as hell do his best, but first, he had to get her to wake up.
    “Sarah? Sarah, wake up. Everything’s all right, I promise.” Nothing. “Come on, it’s just me, Erik.” Damn, he thought it was just the panic that had caused her to faint, but what if there was more to it?
    She shifted and whimpered, no doubt hurting herself as she tried to get up.
    Abraham hurried back into the room from the kitchen holding a damp rag and leaned over the back of the couch to place the cold cloth on her forehead. As both men watched, her eyes fluttered open.
    * * * *
    “This can’t be happening,” she groaned. How embarrassing to have passed out in front of these two? Way to show your strength . She’d only been conscious now for a few minutes, but their hovering was beginning to make her feel a bit stifled.
    “I’m sorry. I’ll confess that I’m just as shocked as you are.” Erik did look a little unsettled. Perhaps, he really did feel as off-kilter as she did.
    “I don’t doubt that.” Sarah heaved a defeated sigh. “At least, you’re a nice guy.”
    “Sarah, I won’t try to trap you by any means. You know where I stand on that.” He sounded offended, could have been slightly pissed. She focused on him. Yup, it was both.
    “Listen, don’t get pissy with me. I’ve spent my whole life running from men who want to shackle me down, and now, I’ve landed my broke-down-ass in the same house as my soul mate.” She ran her fingers through her hair, removing the cloth and looking into his eyes. “It’s a lot to deal with, not to mention the fact I can’t defend myself right now.”
    “You know I won’t let anyone get to you, right?” Erik picked up her hand and held it between his much larger ones. “Hear me out. All I’m asking for is a chance. I promise you’ll have every freedom that you could crave, no packs and only the occasional family visit.”
    “Well, there is one thing in your