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and voracious. She was counting on that hunger to wrangle them to her way of seeing things. A different hunger had her attention at the moment. Her mouth watered as she headed down the hall toward the kitchen sounds and the delicious scent of food.
    For long moments, Falon watched the brothers from where she stood at the end of the hallway. Rafael cooking, Lucien setting the table. A half a dozen empty beer bottles sat neatly lined up on the counter. It made for quite a hunky domestic scene. Her blood warmed. Was it remotely possible they could work this crazy idea she had out? Time would tell, but she didn’t have a lot of that commodity. By the next full moon, just around the corner they needed to be united in every way possible to prepare for the rising the following month. The thought of all that they could accomplish boggled her mind. But she swallowed hard when she thought of her father. And what it meant to the two men she loved.
    If they loved her as much as they professed, would it matter? Could love trump nearly a thousand years of persecution? The death of their parents? Her belly soured and suddenly she was no longer hungry. She would not survive being abandoned by either Lucien or Rafael for something over which she had no control. Nor could she survive being despised by them with every fiber of their being.
    It mattered. Their hatred for Thomas Corbet was part of who they were, what they were, and what drove them each day. Falon forced herself to calm her nervous stomach. She needed to focus on how she was going to get herself out of this damn mess. Kill her father of course. And in doing so, destroy all doubt in Lucien’s and Rafael’s minds that she was a part of him.
    Turning her attention back to what gave her pleasure, Falon stared at the brothers. It was good to see them so comfortable with each other. They had an unspoken easiness about them. It was uncanny how much alike they were yet how different—Rafael, controlled, methodical; Lucien, out of control but so passionate about what he did, it made up for his lack of self-control.
    Falon smiled as her thoughts shifted to more primal things—like the night in the pond. It had been perfect. Her primordial soul craved it again. It had been the sexiest most amazing moment in her life. Could it be again in their real world? Here, in the huge bed she woke up in? Was it even possible to convince these two proud men that they both belonged to her? She wanted it so badly. She would find a way to make them want it, too.
    She caught her breath, and in that instant Rafael and Lucien became aware of her. And the minute they sensed her presence their entire demeanor changed. They bristled possessively, and made straight for her.
    She shook her head, raising her hands to stop them.
    “Stop, both of you now.” They did as she commanded.
Wow, would miracles never cease?
Letting out a long breath, she moved between them and as Lucien who was closest to her pulled out a chair, she sat down at the table.
    “I haven’t eaten in days. I’m still exhausted. So right now, I’d like to eat in peace, then get a bath and then, maybe talk.”
    “I cooked some venison,” Rafe said.
    “That I hunted,” Lucien added.
    Falon mentally snickered. “You’re both amazing.” She didn’t dare look at either one of them for fear one would get jealous she didn’t look at him first. So instead she looked around the spacious great room/kitchen, and asked, “Where are we?”
    “A cabin just south of the Washington border,” Lucien said.
    “What about the owners?”
    “When we were scoping out the area, we heard them talking about their plans to head out to Spokane last night,” Rafe explained. “For a week. That should be time enough for you to—do what you need to do.”
    That was one anxiety she didn’t have to deal with. Wondering if the owners were going to come home to the wolf version of the
The Three Bears
.
    “I think I should be okay in a day or two. I just