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and shut down the
computer at my workstation in the same minute.
    “ You leaving, Sara?” Dr.
Rahmad asked as he stepped into the front office area of the
practice.
    “ Yes, sir.”
    He smiled pleasantly, his peppered grey beard
feathering outwards. “Have a good holiday.”
    “ Don’t stay too late. Your
wife wants you home before her parents arrive,” I said, reminding
the work-a-holic doctor of his priorities.
    “ Good call. Thank you.” He
froze, folder in hand, as if to consider what case files he could
try to squeeze in before he needed to leave.
    “ See you Monday.” I waved
and headed for the door.
    “ Bye.” He carelessly tossed
the word over his shoulder, his mind deep in another layer of work
already.
    I tossed my purse onto the passenger seat of
my car as I slid into the driver’s spot; I immediately started the
engine and blasted the heat. It was only November, but we’d had
below average temperatures for this time of year. I waited for my
windshield to defrost and my body to stop shaking before I took the
wheel.
    It was already after 4 p.m. when I pulled out
of the parking lot. Traffic was nearly non-existent since most
businesses closed early the day before a holiday. I would have left
with the rest of the office staff at noon when we closed, but
decided to finish scanning all of the old records into our new
electronic filing system.
    As I headed home, I looked forward to
snuggling in front of the fire with an erotic romance and a hearty
bowl of the chili I had cooking in the crockpot all day. I’d
promised to forget about the rest of the boxes cluttering every
corner of my new apartment, opting to unwind rather than unpack
this evening.
    —

Chapter Two
    DESI
    It’d been a week since I first scented her.
It’d been a week of torture with a wolf that refused to stop
growling and a cock that wouldn’t go down. The urge to break into
her apartment and demand her surrender as my dick drove in and out
of her tight pussy was unbearable. I’d barely maintained control of
myself, let alone the entire pack. They didn’t think I had noticed
their avoidance of me or the skittishness of my beta, Mark. They
read their alpha well; I was grouchy, in a perpetual state of
horniness, only minimally out ranking my wolf. I’d avoided shifting
all week in fear of my wolf seeking her out against my will. And
once it found her, I had no hope of stopping it from taking her…
with or without her consent.
    “ Why don’t you introduce
yourself?” Mark asked, stepping into my living room. He plopped
down on the loveseat. He tried to act casual, but his body language
revealed his uneasiness. “You own her building after all,” he
added, averting his eyes when I continued to glare at
him.
    “ I can’t be nice right
now.” The words were delivered through gritted teeth; the deep pull
in my groin ached just at the mention of her.
    He took a deep breath, running his hand
through his sandy blonde hair; his honey eyes seemed to widen
marginally, enough to clue me in on his concern.
    I sat up, setting my beer on the coffee
table. I slid along the cold leather of the sofa, willing the
frigid fabric to affect my dick. No such luck.
    I leaned my elbows on my knees and bent
closer to my beta. Mark’s gaze met mine, knowing it was going to be
important if his alpha lifted off the couch for the first time
today other than to get another beer. “I’ve jerked off ten times in
the last two days, and not once has my cock laid limp afterwards.
There’s a constant fire in my balls that only she can put out. If
that wasn’t bad enough, my wolf is damn near shredding my insides
trying to claw its way out so he can run and claim her. It’s been
hell trying to rein him in when our mate is less than a block away,
a dessert teasing us with her delicious scent all day and night.
You compound those on top of dealing with maintenance issues for
all our investment buildings, accounting questions, pack concerns
and every other