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it alone.”
    He dipped his chin and canted his head, eyes on the bed skirt beneath her. “No one should cry like that alone.”
    “Yes, they should, if they want to be alone.”
    He frowned, looking entirely baffled. “Oh.” He shifted his attention to the door where several tall, sexy-looking, sweat-and-dirt-streaked men hovered. “She’s okay.”
    “You sure?” A stocky man with a shaved head and a tattoo down his neck asked. “She doesn’t look like she’s okay to me.”
    “Who the fuck did that to your face?” A Nordic-looking man with slanted eyes and shoulder-length blond hair asked. He appeared savage in the dim light as shadows stretched across his furious face.
    “Drew,” Kellen warned.
    “No. Explain, Kellen. You brought a woman up here, and she’s all banged up and crying. We need to know what’s going on.”
    “She ain’t just a woman. Not like Brooke was,” Kellen said, standing slowly. “She’s a shifter. Been beat up by her own kind.”
    “That true?” Drew asked.
    “The man I’m promised to”—she circled her finger in front of her face—“did this.”
    “Why?” a sandy brown-haired man with a beard asked.
    Kellen handed her a box of tissues, and she wiped her face and tried to smile. It hurt. “I wasn’t being a good enough mate.”
    “Fuck that,” Drew said in a careless tone. “Who is he? We’ll fix him up right for ya.”
    “No!” she rushed out. Lowering her voice to a more tolerable level, she repeated, “No. Kellen was nice enough to take me away to give me a little break from him, but I don’t want this starting some shifter war or anything. It’s fine. I’m…figuring everything out.” She licked her dry lips and said, “I’m Skyler.”
    Kellen handed her a Dixie cup of cool water and said, “Skyler, meet the Ashe crew. We all work the mountain to the east of the trailer park together. That’s Drew.” He pointed to the Nordic-looking man. “Haydan is over there,” he said, and the man with the tattoo and shaved head nodded once in greeting. “Denison is the ugly one with the beard, and Brighton was born to the same sow.”
    When he pointed to the two men with light brown hair and light facial scruff, she thought Kellen had to be teasing by calling them ugly. They were very handsome. “You’re brothers?”
    “By blood. The whole crew feels like family to us, though,” Denison said with a kind smile. “We’ve been together for years. My brother over here don’t talk, but he understands just fine.”
    “Hi, Brighton,” she said with a shy, two-fingered wave.
    Brighton smiled, his green eyes crinkling, and he nodded. He pointed to her face, and the smile dropped from his face. He looked sad.
    “It doesn’t hurt much anymore,” she lied. “It happened Thursday.”
    “I’m Bruiser,” an imposing man with muscular arms the size of tree trunks said from the doorway. “We’ll get out of your hair, but if you need us to gut the man who did that to your face, just say the word. We’ve been itching for a fight since Connor and Jed—”
    “Bruiser,” Drew said in a harsh voice.
    The behemoth frowned. “Right. You probably wouldn’t want to hear about all that. If you need anything, just holler.”
    The crew of disastrously good-looking lumberjack bear shifters shuffled from the room. Brighton approached and touched her shoulder, and Denison did the same before they left. She understood. Touch was important to most shifters, and it did make her feel comforted that these strangers didn’t seem to mean her any harm.
    Apex predators they might be, but mindless hunters they were not.
    Kellen jerked his head toward the window as his eyes took on a faraway look. “They’re back.”
    “Who?” she asked.
    A slow, stunning smile took his face. “Brooke’s home.”

Chapter Four
    Dread slammed into Skyler like a punch in the gut. It was hard to draw breath as Kellen rushed to the door. “Come out when you’re ready,” he called. “I want