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pun, then reached back to shove at his cousins. “Wake up, guys.”
    Jimmy jerked awake and looked out the window. “Are we there yet? Is it time to play secret agent man?”
    Jesse stretched. “This is going to be so cool!”
    “I know, right?” Jimmy agreed.
    Jesse smiled at Howard. “We’re so glad you came home. The summer was totally boring till you showed up.”
    “The summer?” Jimmy scoffed. “How about our entire lives?” He glanced at Phil. “We were born after Howard was banished.”
    “Yeah. We didn’t even know him till a month ago,” Jesse explained. “But we grew up hearing about him. He’s a legend, you know. He tossed Rhett and two other werewolves off a cliff.”
    Phil glanced at Howard. “That’s why you were banished? You killed werewolves?”
    Jesse winced. “No offense, wolfman. I guess I shouldn’t have mentioned it.”
    “That’s right.” Howard scowled at his cousin.
    “Was it the same cliff where we met last night?” Phil asked. “Is that why you thought you’d killed Rhett?”
    Howard shrugged. “He looked at me funny.”
    “Really?” Jesse scratched his head. “I thought he killed your girl—”
    “Enough,” Howard interrupted. “Listen, you two. You’ve got to be careful tonight. Your mom will have my hide if anything happens to you.”
    “Your hide.” Jimmy snickered.
    “Get your disguises on,” Howard continued. “And your gloves. Don’t leave any fingerprints.”
    Jesse saluted. “Aye, aye, Captain!”
    Jimmy elbowed him. “Come on, bro. Let’s get stinky.”
    They turned toward the back of the SUV, kneeling on the backseat while they pried the top off a plastic bin they’d stashed in the trunk.
    “Stinky?” Phil twisted around to watch.
    “Our new coats,” Howard explained. “We’ve got them triple-wrapped in plastic and stuffed in that container to keep the aroma fresh.”
    “I was wondering why you guys were hauling around that bin—” Phil stiffened when Jimmy ripped the Saran Wrap off the first coat and a strong odor escaped. “Wolves?” His jaw clenched. “Dead wolves?”
    “Sorry about that, wolfman.” Jimmy shook out a huge coat covered with wolf skins. “We gotta blend in, you know.” He handed the coat to Howard. “This one is yours.”
    Phil glowered at him. “You killed wolves?”
    Howard shrugged. “We have to cover our scent. It was either this or have you piss all over us.”
    “That could be arranged,” Phil muttered.
    Jesse snorted. “Yeah, like we’d go for that.” He took the plastic wrap off a second coat. “Don’t worry, wolfman. No werewolves were harmed or killed during the production of this movie.”
    “You killed wolves,” Phil growled.
    “Just a few.” Jimmy unwrapped the last coat and put it on. “Isn’t that like doing you guys a favor? I mean, don’t you have to compete with real wolves when you’re hunting?”
    Phil groaned. “Some werewolves might agree with that, but I’ve always considered them noble creatures.”
    “Well, now they’re being noble enough to protect us from your werewolf buddies.” Jimmy pulled on a pair of leather gloves.
    Phil glanced toward the woods. “Those aren’t my buddies.”
    “Wow, you’re like some kind of movie hero.” Jesse raised a gloved hand as he imagined. “The Lone Wolf.”
    Phil snorted.
    “Are you really married to a vampire?” Jimmy asked. “I heard she was hot.”
    Phil shot Howard an annoyed look.
    “They wanted to know why you smelled like girly shampoo.” With a grin, Howard ignored Phil’s glare and climbed out of the SUV.
    As he slipped on the smelly wolf-skin coat, his thoughts returned to Elsa. The image of her beautiful face had crossed his mind often on the long drive. Her wild blond hair, her sparkling green eyes, her bright smile that always made his heart pound. He’d studied her photos, so he knew how she looked, but he was becoming increasingly curious about her scent. As a were-bear, scent was important, and it