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mouth. She shrieked. How the hell had that come out of her? She sounded like a wild animal. An image of a wolf flashed acid-white in her brain. It was there, inside her.
    “Come on,” she muttered. It seemed to be pawing at her insides, trying to find a way out, as if she’d become a hollow vessel that was trapping it. It yipped and yowled, and her skin got tighter and tighter. But it wouldn’t come.
    The pain vanished as dramatically as it had arrived. Aspen lay on her back panting. She was drenched in sweat. Weakly, she sat up, opened the curtains and pulled the window all the way up. She stuck her head out, grateful for the feeling of the cool breeze on her face and chest, and stared at the moon. It was a huge, perfect round, pure white and iridescent.
    Funny how the two guys found me just as my pains had begun , she thought. She needed to go and speak to them. Maybe they could give her some advice, help her to understand what she was going through. But what if they kidnapped her, and took her away from her family forever? That’s bullshit! Dad’s such a paranoid freak , she told herself. Girls like me don’t get kidnapped. They get ignored and abandoned, and have to go to prom by themselves, because no-one wants to be their date. Kidnapping a fat girl like her? Please!
    As she stared at the moon, it seemed to be smiling at her, embracing her with its warmth and benevolence. She shook her head. Ok, enough crazy-ass ideas for one night. Tomorrow, I’ll go see the guys, but now: sleep.
     
    Chapter Six
     
    Chase stumbled out of his cabin in only his underpants, rubbing his eyes. He’d just woken from the deepest sleep he’d had for a long time. The night before, he’d run in the woods for a long time, under the full moon. He was getting to like the local forest. It was nothing like Gila – small, too wet for his liking, and lacking the rush that came from navigating the territories of other werewolves – but there were plenty of small animals, unprepared to be hunted by wolves. He’d had a hearty dinner and saved enough for breakfast too. He’d shift soon so that he could eat them, but, for now, he was enjoying the feeling of the light, sweet breeze on his bare skin.
    He glanced at Brad’s cabin, and saw him there, sitting on his doorstep with a cup of coffee, in an unbuttoned lumberjack shirt and shorts. He looked self-satisfied, as usual. He couldn’t believe Brad had been hoarding that little piece of cloth for all those years! Maybe his parents had kept it safe for him, knowing it was going to come in handy one day. Typical! My parents hadn’t even troubled to tell me that I had a rival, assuming that brute force would win the day, while Brad’s had taken good care of him, and done what they could to ease him on his way through life . Chase’s lip curled in disgust as he continued to stare at Brad. He knew part of his meanness towards him was jealousy. Brad was so goddamn perfect. And he was a nice guy. He wasn’t aggressive for no reason. Brad stood up and went inside, whistling, and apparently oblivious to Chase’s presence. Chase’s wolf gave a low growl of frustration. Brad didn’t even have the decency to seem offended by last night’s events.
    Ten minutes later, Chase began to walk back indoors too, but a flash of color near the entrance to the hotel caught his eye. It was the girl! His wolf’s eye picked out a red plaid skirt, heavy boots and a midnight-blue satin shirt, laced down the front. He could just make out her scent – sweetly human, but with a spicy, musky hint of her true nature. He listened carefully. Brad was in the shower, singing out of tune. A broad grin spread across Chase’s face. He slipped inside his cabin, and watched through the window. He’d step out casually and speak to her before she had time to knock on Brad’s door.
    As she came closer, he could make out the sexy bounce of her cleavage as she walked. He wondered if her breasts were as round and creamy as