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you.
    Mercy shook his head, trying to dislodge those tempting words.
    He would know. He would hold it against himself. He may have

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    killed before, but never in cold blood. What in the hell was Devin
    doing to him? Mercy never lost his composure.
    Never.
    “You’re lucky I have a wealth of self-control or you would be
    dead right now.” Mercy pulled the man to his feet, holding his arms
    behind him, and led him to the house. He could lock the intruder in
    the cage below and let Sage have the guy. Mercy needed to put space
    between them. He didn’t trust himself at the moment.
    “What do we have here?” Monterey asked as he stepped off of the
    back porch.
    “Someone trying to get to close. His rifle is still in the woods.”
    Mercy nodded toward the forest. “Take him and I’ll go retrieve it.”
    Plus, Mercy needed time alone, time to gather his thoughts.
    Monterey grabbed the guy, hauling him up so close that the
    intruder’s feet nearly left the ground. “Gladly.”
    “Put him in the cage and let Sage know he’s here.” Mercy knew
    that look. Monterey was dying for a piece of the guy. So was Mercy,
    but that wouldn’t get them any answers if the man couldn’t talk from
    a fierce work over, or worse.
    “Sure, take all of the fun out of this.” Monterey smiled, but it was
    a predatory smile, no friendliness to it.
    The intruder struggled a bit, twisting his body around, fear finally
    seeping into his eyes, but Monterey rearranged his grip, tightening it
    to the point the man couldn’t move. “Now, now. We can’t have you
    trying to get away before we torture you.”
    Mercy did grin this time, widely, but the man’s back was to him,
    and he didn’t see it as Monterey hauled the guy into the house. Mercy
    wasn’t sure why he had smiled, but seeing the pout on Monterey’s
    face was a bit funny. The man was tall, thick, and unbeknownst to
    most, a fucking teddy bear. That didn’t mean the man would take
    anyone’s shit. It just meant Monterey wasn’t a brooding man like
    most of the men in the house.

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    There was a crash and then someone shouted, Mercy recognizing
    the voice as Pat’s.
    Maybe Mercy really wasn’t the one the intruder had to be wary of.
    With the mood Pat was in, even Mercy was trying his damnedest to
    stay away from the werewolf. Pat was over the top on his best days,
    and the man hadn’t had a good day in a while.
    Once again the thought made Mercy want to track Sheriff Sam
    Reese down and choke some sense into the man. Sam may be human,
    and he may have stolen Jeremiah’s blood from the hospital so no one
    would be the wiser about who they were, but the sheriff didn’t have to
    run from Pat when he found out they were werewolves.
    Pat may have joked about not being interested in Sam, but
    everyone knew that for the lie that it was. Pat was in love with Sam.
    Mercy had seen it in the man’s blue eyes. Anytime Sam was around,
    Pat went all weird.
    To see Pat ruminating and sullen, not his usually perky self, pissed
    Mercy off. He had known the man his entire life and hated to see him
    hurting like this.
    But then again, he couldn’t force Sam to accept Pat. That was
    something the sheriff had to come to terms with. Mercy knew for a
    fact that Sam felt the same way about Pat. The human had found the
    stupidest reasons to come around just so he could see Pat.
    Time.
    That was what the sheriff needed. But if he didn’t get his head out
    of his ass soon, Mercy was going to ship Pat to Sam. He wasn’t sure
    how much more of Pat’s scathing attitude he could take.
    Walking back toward the woods, Mercy searched until he located
    the fallen assault rifle. He picked it up and noticed something odd.
    Paying closer attention, he checked to see if there was a bullet in the
    chamber when he saw something that made his blood run cold.
    There weren’t bullets in the gun, but injection darts, filled with a
    blue liquid. He remembered Jeremiah telling him