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morning run.  Something he liked to do, too.
    He was about to go out and find her when he noticed the note on the kitchen table.  And both her purse and the check Felicity had brought over were nowhere to be seen.
    He read the note.  Thank you, Acksel, for everything.  I really enjoyed our time together.  Yours, Simone.   Then he read it again, and again, and again.  What the hell was it?  A polite thank you for fucking her?!  Claws shot out of his fingers, puncturing the paper.  He let it float to the ground.
    Both he and his wolf paced and howled.  How could she do this?  How could she just leave like this without even saying goodbye?
    Part of him, the logical part that he fucking hated at that moment in time, raised the point that he had done this to women, too.  He was no angel; he’d been with countless women over the years, and many of them had been a one-night stand.  Why was he so shocked that a woman had done it to him?
    At least he didn’t leave a polite ‘thank you for the fuck’ note.  At least he faced the women in the morning.
    Besides, it was different with Simone.  She was more to him.  At least, he thought she was more.  Didn’t Simone feel it, too?  Didn’t she feel the connection between them?
    His animal whined.  Guess she didn’t.
    The beast pushed to the fore and Acksel didn’t even try to stop him.  They shot out of the house half changed and ran, and ran, and ran until they almost couldn’t feel anything anymore.  Feelings, who wanted fucking feelings.

Chapter Nine
    Carrick didn’t say a single word on the way home, and Simone preferred it that way.  Even her lively tiger was thankfully quiet.  It was hard to sulk in moody silence with someone yammering in your ear.  Carrick was the perfect companion for silence, his own mood never seemed to elevate above dour.
    “I’m surprised Parker or the Alpha didn’t come after me,” she commented as they pulled onto pride property.
    The huge tiger shifter grunted.  The noise a grunt made seemed to be his favourite word.  “I persuaded the Alpha that I should do it; he was pretty steamed.  Parker never offered.”
    “That probably seems odd to you.  Him being my mate and all.”  The word mate had never tasted so foul as it did at that moment.
    “Each to their own.”
    “If it had been Lauren, you would have gone.  Can’t have your property getting away from you,” she said, nastily.  Even as she said it, she was surprised the words had come out of her mouth.
    Carrick stopped the car and looked at her.  Dark, almost black eyes surveyed her from a scarred, weary face.  If Simone hadn’t been in such a mood, she might have looked away in submission, but she didn’t, she just glared right on back.
    Finally, he grunted and said, “I’ll treat Lauren right.”
    “I didn’t…”
    “No, but you were thinking it.”
    “What do you care what I think?”
    Carrick shrugged and started the car.  “I don’t, but Lauren does.  I may not be every nineteen-year old's dream come true,” he grimaced, and the scars on his face crinkled, “but I won’t hurt her.”
    “Glad to hear it.”
    “I hope you’ve got a good excuse for the Alpha.”
    Simone sighed.  “The truth – I’ll tell him I was in a car crash.  I’ll say I was injured and… a wolf took pity on me.  About…”
    “The male wolf?” he guessed, correctly.
    Acksel, she added silently, allowing her tiger to feel a flicker of pity.  She looked at Carrick uneasily.  Carrick wasn’t actually someone she knew well.  In fact, all she knew was that he was big, brooding, strong and that the Alpha liked him.  It was impossible to tell how he felt about the Alpha, or about anything really.  “Yeah, look…”
    “I didn’t see anything.”
    Simone watched him for a few moments, holding her breath, hoping there wasn’t a ‘but’ coming.  He didn’t say anything.  “Thank you, you’re… not so bad.”  She blushed as she said