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raised his good eyebrow, “Why did you call for me?”
    I licked my lips, turning back to him. “I’m spooked.”
    A grin showed off his pearly teeth. Teeth capable of sprouting fangs, and I didn’t flinch. “Is it the boogeyman?”
    “No, this isn’t a joke. I’m serious, Quinn.” I grabbed handfuls of his shirt and stood on my tiptoes, trying to look him in the eye. He was just so tall . “I don’t get spooked. Ever. Something doesn’t feel right to me.”
    We were silent for a minute, staring into each other’s eyes. I was thinking he would lean in and kiss me.
    He dipped his head lower, staring at my lips.
    I wondered if I should pull away, but he reared back.
    “Stay here.” His nostrils flared and his eyes glowed.
    “Why?” the floor trembled under my feet. “What was that?”
    “Stay, Pepper .” Quinn pried his shirt from my fingers. He was gone in blink.
    I stood dumbly, wondering when I’d turned into a doormat. Was I really going to let him boss me around like that?
    A crash sounded downstairs. Like an explosion.
    “Quinn?” I shoved the chair away from the door and burst into the hallway, leaning over the banister. “Oh my god!”
    Quinn was standing over what was left of my backdoor, arms crossed over his chest.
    He didn’t turn to look at me. “Go back to your room.”
    “No, way,” I bound downstairs to get a closer look at what was left of the backdoor. The brass knob was crushed, the window shattered into a million shiny pieces on the floor. What was left of the door dangled in its frame by a hinge.
    Quinn had a grimness in his hard-set frown. “He was in here.”
    “He?”
    “It smells like a werewolf but…”
    Every drop of blood drained from my face, “I thought you were the only werewolf in Capeside!”
    “The only one as of this morning. He was probably just passing through and caught your scent.” He rubbed his jaw. “Doesn’t make sense though. His scent was different.”
    Marked.
    Taken by a werewolf.
    “I’m a sitting duck!”
    He didn’t respond.
    “There might as well be a neon sign blinking over my house advertising werewolf bait!”
    “ Pepper , I’m not going to let anything happen to you. I promise.” He said, sniffing the air. “I’d try tracking him, but they’re almost impossible to find after they phase. He’s long gone.”
    “So, what, am I safe now? Will he come back?” I inched closer to get a better look at my mangled door. Panic clawed at my insides, desperate to break free. This wasn’t good. This was like a nightmare times a million.
    “We won’t be around to find out.” He snagged me around the waist and hauled me back before I could get any closer. “Bunny slippers aren’t good protection against glass.”
    Yeah, there was glass all over, but it wasn’t nearly as interesting as being wrapped up in Quinn’s arms. The crippling panic vanished as soon as his skin touched mine.
    I twisted around to look up at him. “How did I know something bad was going to happen?”
    “You sensed it. The transformation is very close.”
    He touched my cheek with his fingertips and I couldn’t help myself. I threw my arms around his neck and hung on as tightly as I could.
    His voice filled with shock, “ Pepper , are you okay?”
    “I’m great.” I said. “Just, you know, happy I’ve got my own personal guard dog.”
    He shook his head, laughter vibrating his chest and humming against my ear. Uh-oh, maybe this wasn’t such a good idea. I was plastered to him, and he didn’t seem to mind it, either, wrapping his other arm around me.
    Cool air trailed over my skin. I pushed away from him to find us back in my room.
    He grabbed my suitcase, “I’ll be right back.”
    I opened my mouth to ask him where he was taking them, but he’d gone. Poof. And then he was back, not three seconds later.
    “That was fast.” I observed. “Where’s my luggage?”
    “My place.”
    Oh, really, “Why?”
    He didn’t answer me and pulled his cell