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what are you doing here?”
    He stepped forward, concern etched all over his face. “I was meeting with your father,” he said, exasperated. “We were talking about…” He looked up at the building that was still on fire, not even close to contained, then back to Zoe with even more concern. “We were talking about the threat the Wolf Hunter poses to your lab,” he said with a growl in his voice. “I guess we’re a little late on that.” He looked angry, but Troy didn’t think it was directed at Zoe or even her father. He’d read enough about Daniel Wilding in the press to know that he was a leader in this fight to protect his family and find the madman who had been hunting shifters. It was a fight that Troy had been itching to get involved in, but hadn’t yet found a way to.
    Maybe this was his way in.
    “I have some clothes for Ms. Wilding in the truck,” Troy said, gesturing to the small ambulance that he drove over from the station. He didn’t know what his crewmate’s problem was—there were definitely clothes in the truck. Troy stocked his supplies meticulously. The asshole probably just didn’t want her dressed quite yet. Which only made Troy’s inner beast seethe with anger. “If you step this way, ma’am, I can get you checked out, dressed, and then you can rejoin your family.”
    Zoe was staring at the ground, frowning like she was thinking something over, but she nodded and let him guide her toward the ambulance. By all rights, she should’ve died up there in that fire or in either of the two explosions that had rocked the lab. She shouldn’t be walking out with only burned-short hair. And he shouldn’t be asking her the thing he wanted most of all… but he was going to, anyway.
    He held the blanket as she stepped up into the ambulance, then he closed the door behind her.
    They were alone.
    “Do you really have clothes for me?” she asked with a pinched look. “Or do you just want to know exactly what kind of freak I am?”
    The harshness of it knocked him back for a second. “I really wanted to make sure you were okay.”
    Her face softened. “I’m sorry. That wasn’t fair.” She shook her head. “Look, you saved me, and I really appreciate that. I mean, you saw what I can do, but if you hadn’t gotten me out of there, there’s no way I would’ve made it. So… thank you.”
    She had taken a seat on the stretcher, pulling the blanket tight around her. He came and kneeled next to her and looked up into her beautiful blue eyes. Man, she was gorgeous.
    “That’s not the first time you’ve shifted, is it?” he asked. “In spite of what your dad thinks.”
    She shook her head and seemed to lock down, emotionally.
    He leaned in toward her. “Hey, whatever your secrets are, Zoe Wilding, I promise I’ll keep them. I won’t tell anyone what happened. But there’s something that I’d like to…” He swallowed because this felt like he was extorting her in some way… and he didn’t want that to be the case. Not at all. “I just have a favor I wanted to ask. You don’t have to say yes. I’ll keep your secret no matter what.”
    He watched several expressions flits across her face—a narrow-eyed suspicion, followed by a skeptical look, and then some sort of relief. “What kind of favor?”
    Troy bit his lip and looked away. He wasn’t quite sure how to say it, so he busied himself for a minute, digging out the lightweight cotton pajamas, spare clothes for accident victims. He placed them on the stretcher next to her and returned to kneeling in front of her.
    He took a breath and just said it. “I want to help catch the guy who did this.”
    Her eyebrows hiked up, her blue eyes wide. “The Wolf Hunter?”
    “It has to be him, right? I’ve been watching all of this on the news, you and your family, and I’ve been thinking… well, I’ve been thinking that I want a part of that. I want to be part of stopping this monster.” He shook his head and stared at the floor,