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the bar and diverted his attention down to his smartphone. Joshua had a better view of the door anyway.
    Garrett sent him a text message: You see anything?
    Just moments after the door slapped closed, he got an alert on his phone: The city bus just dropped off two people. Women. The other went around the back. Still no sign of the Beta or his gang.
    Garrett huffed and then took another swig of his bear. He’d give it another half hour or so, but if the Beta didn’t show he’d have to go wolf hunting on private property.
    As he placed his beer bottle back down on the coaster, he caught a strong wisp of a woman’s scent. Not of acidic rain, food, or wolves, but of a very delectable human woman. She smelled of nutmeg and cinnamon. All the things that reminded him of the love of family and togetherness.
    Her scent had him rooted to the booth seat. Before he could turn around to get a full view of her, she whipped right past the bar and rushed down a narrow hallway leading to the back rooms. But there was one feature that he didn’t miss. The women had a full head of dark mahogany-colored hair. She was the same woman from the day before. Even her flawless skin reminded him of cinnamon.
    She looked behind her one time with the same fear in her demeanor she had had when he’d last seen her. As if someone was after her…
    Garrett’s wolf reared up as her scent engulfed him. His ears perked up, his mouth watered, and the hair on the back of his neck stood on end. All those sensations came at him full force, causing his libido to go into overdrive and taunting his wolf. Her scent wasn’t one he’d come across before, but for some reason his wolf side seemed almost too aggressive about going after her. He reined back his yearning for her, but if he were in true form, there would’ve been no stopping his wolf. Even now, while he was in human form, he had a hard time fully suppressing the urges of the wolf.
    “Dammit,” Garrett muttered.
    He pulled out his wallet, took out some money, and thrust a few bills on the countertop. After texting a message to Joshua that he was following a lead to the back, he got up and slipped through the crowds in the direction of the hallway.
    He found her easily. All he had to do was follow her signature aura all the way to a door clearly marked “Management”. The sign was nailed on the door and engraved in big, bold, black letters.
    She could have very well been a manager at the tavern, but why did she appear to look around so cautiously when she walked right past him to get here. No one had stopped her on the way down here, so maybe she wasn’t really in violation of entering the management offices without permission. Then again, no one had stopped him either. The security in this place was lax, probably even non-existence. But what did he expect? This wasn’t the nightclub that he was used to back home. As far as Garrett could tell, the patrons weren’t as rowdy as he’d often witnessed at LIVE.
    The door was closed, but when Garrett pressed his ear to the wood, he sensed someone moving around inside, talking on a phone. He couldn’t make out the words. Her voice was low and muffled.
    After a quick glance in both directions down the hall to make sure he wasn’t being watched, he grasped the doorknob and turned it slowly. He thought the suppressed sound of the door separating from the frame would’ve blown his cover sooner than he wanted, but the woman was knelt on the floor in front of a safe jamming documents into an oversized handbag.
    Garrett cleared his throat and the woman immediately rose up to her feet. She spun around slowly and eyed him with a deer caught in the headlights stare.
    “Who are you?” she asked. “What are you doing in here?”
    “I thought I’d come ask you the same question,” he said.
    Her gaze narrowed as she sized him up. “You’re a shifter,” she said.
    He nodded once.
    She snatched up her handbag and took a step back. “If you’ve come to