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right after my parents died. I see both of them in the twins every day. But I had them to think about, so I forced us to talk about them, keep their memories alive.” Jasmine sniffed and pulled back, tears in her eyes. “It was also the strength of the Pack and their love that helped.”
    The doorbell rang, sending Cora’s heart to her feet. Quickly she wiped her cheeks as Jasmine let Torin in. She turned to see him glancing between her and Jasmine.
    “What happened?”
    Jas rolled her eyes spoke up. “Can’t we have girl talk with a few tears without something being wrong?”
    He shook his head. “Females and your emotions.”
    Mischief sparked within the depths of his silver stare, telling her he was teasing them. Relaxing, she advanced toward the door, but stopped when Torin stepped into her path. Confusion clouded her thoughts, while desire for this male lit up her insides.
    He held a hand out to her and softened his usual stern expression. “How was work?”
    “Good. Actually great.” She smiled and took his hand, fighting off a groan at the connection.
    Jasmine kissed her on the cheek and whispered, “Have fun. I’m going to hang out with Cam and Shay, eat chocolate ice cream, and pick out baby names for Cam’s triplets.”
    “Triplets?” Cora and Torin said simultaneously.
    Jasmine giggled and pointed at Torin. “His expression almost matched Blaine's and Graham’s when they found out.”
    The left side of Torin’s mouth lifted. “I’m happy for them, but they’re going to have their hands full.”
    Indeed. Cora loved kids and thought she would even make a great mother one day, but she couldn’t imagine being one until much later. Lifting her gaze, she met Torin’s stare and quickly turned away. Nope, definitely not ready for motherhood.
    “Have fun with your girls’ night.” Cora hugged Jasmine, then moved past Torin, careful not to touch him, and went to wait for him by his truck.
    The moment he emerged from the apartment, her heartbeat sped up. He stalked toward her, his gaze fixed on her like she was a prize he looked forward to claiming. Her palms went damp, and her stomach twisted in knots. She wondered how upset he’d be if she bailed on him to hang out with Jasmine and the other females.
    When he stopped in front her, he ran his knuckles down her cheek. She tried to suppress a quiver at the soft, warm caress, but failed.
    He drew his brows together. “You don’t have to come to dinner with me.”
    “What?” Caught off guard by his hushed statement, she studied him. He gave her a choice, always had given her a choice. Not once did he demand anything from her. Yes, he pushed her, taunted her with those sexy smiles and low growls, but never made her do anything she didn’t want.
    How did she repay him? She ran.
    Not anymore. Taking a deep breath, she straightened her spine, raised her chin, and stared into his gaze until her wolf whimpered. “I want to have dinner with you. I’m done running.”
    The next moment he had her flattened against the truck, and his lips covered hers in a searing kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck, threading her fingers through his blond hair and drawing him closer as she opened for him.
    His tongue dipped inside her mouth, searching until it found hers and they danced together. Pinpricks of pleasure skittered across her skin, leaving her far too sensitive to his touch.
    Breaking the kiss, he nipped his way down her jaw to her throat. She froze as her wolf bowed in submission. Torin released her and put some space between them. No . She went to reach for him, but caught her hands, pressed a kiss in each palm, and placed them over his heart. “Your wolf submits too easily.”
    She glanced away and confessed to him something she hadn’t to anyone else. “I don’t know how to connect with her.”
    “When did you last shift?”
    Fear slammed into her chest. “I told you earlier today.”
    “When did you last try to shift?”
    A tear rolled down