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through the bayou.
    Lincoln glanced behind him and saw Kane’s huge werewolf form gaining ground. They were nothing but bait out in the open, and the only way to stop a werewolf was with silver.
    And silver would kill Kane.
    There was only one place they could go to be safe. If they could make it in time.
    “Faster!” Lincoln shouted as Ava stumbled, but quickly regained her feet.
    Her amber eyes were wild with fear. Sweat made strands of her hair stick to her neck. She clung to his hand with a firm grip. She didn’t scream, didn’t ask what was after them. She just kept running.
    Lincoln kept them out of the water because it would slow them down and allow Kane to catch up. Remaining on land was making them take the long way around as well as draining them of energy.
    It had been years since Lincoln had been to the site, and he prayed he remembered exactly where it was. He happened to see a white cross painted on a tree as they ran past, which gave him hope.
    “Just a little further, Ava,” he urged.
    They didn’t slow, but Kane increased his speed as if he knew they were about to reach a place he couldn’t go. Lincoln withdrew a knife and pushed Ava harder. The site was just a hundred yards ahead, but at the rate in which Kane was gaining on them, they would never make it. Lincoln waited until they got closer before he shoved Ava ahead of him.
    “Stay by the oak with the cross!” he shouted.
    He turned to confront Kane, only to have a large paw slam into him.  
     
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    Ava kept running, hoping she would see an oak with a cross on it. She practically ran into it when she tripped over something and reached out to remain upright. That’s when she saw the silver cross hanging from a limb, dangling in the middle of the tree where the giant limbs branched out into all different directions.
    She turned to find Lincoln and sucked in a breath when she got her first look at what had been chasing them. It was a black furred wolf on steroids. It was easily three times the size of a normal wolf.
    Its yellow eyes appeared to see everything, and the sheer size of its paws were astounding, large enough to take off a man’s head. But when it lifted its lips and growled, the teeth she saw made her heart miss a beat.  
    Lincoln was on the ground, and the beast circled. The fact that the wolf was moving kept her focused. Ava took a half step away from the tree.
    That small movement drew and focused the wolf’s gaze on her. He stared at her as if sizing up his next meal. Ava had never been so frightened in her life, but she had to give Lincoln enough time to get to the tree.
    She took another step, and she could have sworn the wolf smiled in anticipation. Her courage was waning fast, and she wasn’t sure how much longer she could continue. A quick look at Lincoln showed him watching her with bewilderment. He blinked and looked at the wolf before he rolled toward her a couple of times and then jumped to his feet.
    The wolf went nuts at that point, pawing the ground and chomping its jaws furiously as its growls grew deeper and angrier.
    Ava rushed to Lincoln and threw her arms around him. It was only because of him that she was alive. That beast would have torn her to shreds.
    “We’re safe now,” Lincoln whispered, but she noticed he held her just as tight as she held him.
    He pulled back and took her face between his hands. He turned her face one way and then the other. “Are you hurt? Did Kane scratch you?”
    “No,” she whispered, her chest still heaving from the mad dash to the tree.
    Lincoln’s hands softened and his gaze lowered to her lips. Ava knew she should push him away, but after coming so close to death, she needed to feel something. Which is why she didn’t turn away when his head lowered to hers. Lincoln’s lips were soft, insistent as he kissed her. His hands delved into her hair, holding her firmly.
    But it was the moan that rumbled in his chest that made her shiver with anticipation.  
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