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as he kissed her. She
yielded to him when he ran his tongue roughly over the seam of her
lips, thrusting it inside. He ravaged her mouth, and before she
knew it, his hips were flexing beneath hers. Her fingertips brushed
his hair as she rested her injured hand on the mattress, careful
not to jostle it, lest the pain pull her out of the haze of
pleasure he’d put her in. He penetrated her deeply with each
stroke, holding her tight against his chest and moaning into her
mouth as he came.
    Several breathless moments later, their kiss
ended. His arms were still wrapped around her, and she feared what
she might see when he finally released her. “Jack…” Her voice came
out as breathy and shaky as she felt.
    “Yeah?” His answer was half-groan.
    “Are you all right?”
    “I swear, I’ve never been better.”
    But it wasn’t true. Something warm and damp
met her knee. She escaped his embrace and straightened. “You’re
bleeding again.” She climbed off of him carefully. “You shouldn’t
have done that, at the end.” Her body heated at just the thought of
the way he’d fucked her; so hard, and with so much passion. “You
broke your promise.” The blood was just a trickle, but she hated
the sight of it. She pressed a balled-up blanket to his side,
stanching the modest flow.
    He at least had the grace to look mildly
ashamed. “I didn’t mean to.” One corner of his mouth quirked in a
near-smile. “You make me a little crazy, Mandy. You make me do
things I normally wouldn’t.”
    “Oh, so you don’t usually do this with every
confused tourist-woman who comes to your door?” She smiled back
teasingly.
    “No,” he said, his expression sheer
seriousness now. “I reckon I’ve managed to scare off all of ‘em but
you, and pretty women like yourself never come up here alone
anyway.” He grinned. “You’re a bit of an oddball.”
    “Ha ha,” she said austerely, thinking of the
way she’d sprouted fur, a tail and fangs. “That assertion would
make a good candidate for understatement of the year.”
    He seemed to understand. “Well, at least
you’re not alone.” He raised one hand in a sweeping gesture,
indicating his grinning face and naked body.
    She frowned. No, she wasn’t alone, but up
until today, he had been. “How come you’re living up here all by
yourself, Jack? Aren’t there others like us?”
    His playful smile disappeared. “There are
shifters all over the world, but no others in these mountains. Not
wolves, anyway.”
    “Did there used to be?”
    Jack nodded slowly. “My family has lived in
these mountains for generations. In fact, my grandfather built this
cabin. At one time, we were a pretty large pack. There used to be a
lot of wolves in these mountains – four separate packs in the
Tennessee Smokies. Ours was known as the Half Moon Pack.”
    “What happened?”
    “Tourists happened.” His mouth twisted in a
wry grimace. “Did you know that the Great Smoky Mountains National
Park is the most visited national park in the country?”
    “Is it really?” She hadn’t known that, but it
wasn’t very difficult to believe. Nearby tourist towns like Pigeon
Forge were full of attractions and constantly packed with visitors.
She’d purposely selected a secluded vacation cabin, but once one
got off the mountain, all the hustle and bustle wasn’t far
away.
    Jack nodded. “Yep. And that’s what started
the trouble for us here. The only wild canines in this region are
coyotes and foxes – or at least, that’s the official statement.
There are no wolves in this part of the country anymore, aside from
shifters, so you can imagine the potential ruckus that could occur
if tourists started catchin’ sight of huge wolves roamin’ around
the Smokies.”
    “Or naked men,” Mandy added, using the
mention as an excuse to check out Jack’s own very bare body.
    He nodded. “Or that. And so, the range
started to seem pretty crowded for four decent-sized packs. The
smallest was the first