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moon, and just as quickly as it had begun, it was over. The four men stood in front of me, breathing heavily, panting with exertion, but otherwise no worse for the wear.
     
    I on the other hand felt like I was going crazy. "What the fuck was that!" I shrieked, climbing up onto the hood of the van.
     
    "Jenny...," Michael said soothingly, spreading his hands wide.
     
    "You stay back!" I demanded, tears gathering the corners of my eyes. "You scared the shit out of me, what the hell was that?"
     
    "Can we please get inside, before it happens again," he gritted through clenched teeth.
     
    "Why would it happen again?" I gasped weakly.
     
    Michael didn't say anything, only pointed at the sky. The edges of the clouds were glowing with moonlight, ready to reveal its pale face again.
     
    I scrambled down from the hood of the van and unlocked the vehicle. All four men jumped into the safety of the back seats, just as the bright full moon emerged once more.
     
    I stood there, panting, my mind refusing to accept what it had just seen. Unsure of what else to do, I slid into the driver's seat.
     
    "Jenny," Michael's voice was far calmer than his face. "I'll explain if you'll just let me."
     
    "So go ahead and explain," I said, voice trembling.
     
    Michael gestured to the three silent Marines. "These are my men, my unit," he began. His hand moved to close over mine, his fingers tracing idle circles around my knuckles, the way he used to do when we would sit next to each other. It was always this way, with him unable to keep his hands off of me, and the familiarity helped to soothe my frazzled nerves as he filled my ears with utter horror. "I got hurt…badly. So badly that there was only one way to save me."
     
    He looked at me, the pull of his blue eyes magnetic, holding me there. "In order to save me, they had to change me."
     
    "Change you?"
     
    "I'm not completely human anymore," he said, his voice low. "I'm something…more."
     
    I knew that. I had seen it the minute that I laid eyes on him when he first walked off the plane. He was changed, and yet he was still my Michael. The two thoughts lived side-by-side in my head, unable to resolve into one. "Are you like, a werewolf or something?"
     
    I had thought the question ridiculous, but Michael only nodded gravely. "It's not really the right word," he said, "it's considered an insult. "
     
    One of the men in the back of the van finally spoke up, his voice gravelly like he wasn't used to using it. "Shifter," he said. "We prefer the word shifter."
     
    "But essentially," Michael interjected, shooting the man a look, "yes."
     
    I looked back at them. "All of you?"
     
    "All of us," said a second man.
     
    "Where more than a unit now," Michael explained. "We are a pack."
     
    I clutched the steering wheel, trying to make sense of what I had just been told. "What does this mean…for us?" I stammered.
     
    Michael turned sharply around in his seat. I saw a flash of movement, and suddenly my face was gripped in his iron grasp. He gently turned me to face him, his movement soft, but his grasp on me firm. "Listen to me," he commanded, and his words thrilled through me in a way they never had before. There was such an authority in his voice, such a command in his bearing that I felt myself straighten up in my seat in spite of myself. I nodded slightly - as much as I could with his hand cupping my chin - indicating that I was ready to hear what he had to say.
     
    "That whole time in the field hospital, I dreamed of you Jenny. When the wolf's blood flowed through my veins, it was almost like I could feel you there with me. My senses are sharper, my instinct is keener, and everything inside of me wants to be with you."
     
    "Michael," I whispered, in a trance. "Oh Michael, you are here, you're really here!"
     
    "I'm here," he growled, his face inches from mine. His eyes glowed unnaturally bright, "and I'm going to make you feel how much I've needed you." He covered my mouth with