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    Three
werewolves sat at the table with Sibyl. Eggs, bacon and toast were piled high
on each plate. Her stomach grumbled, and she felt a strange urge to either
gobble everything on the table or retreat to a room upstairs.
    If her room was ready.
    Gabe, her
boss and the reason Sibyl came to the secluded bed and breakfast on Lake Tahoe,
smiled. “Eat. You’ll need your appetite, darling.”
    Darling? The word sent a shiver through her bones
and heated her cheeks. She brushed the honey blonde hair from her shoulders and
frowned. They hadn’t even talked about what happened the night before. How her
boss and his impossibly gorgeous friends chased her out into the snow then
ravished her in front of the fire.
    Her. A
nobody sales analyst. A fat nobody – which was even worse.
    She looked
at each man in turn. Gabe, who they called the alpha wolf, had rust red hair
and striking green eyes. They were the sort of eyes that stripped her down to
the flesh, making her feel naked. But now Gabe had seen her naked. Sibyl’s
cheeks heated in shame. No way in hell he liked what he saw!
    Next, she
glanced at Jonathan. He was tall and broad with pale blond hair and blue eyes
like the center of a flame. Damn, he was like some kind of movie star. His lips
turned into a smile when he noticed her staring, and she quickly looked back at
her plate.
    Sibyl lifted
a piece of bacon to her lips and took a bite. She hadn’t eaten anything that
fattening in years, maybe since she started puberty.
    Keep
eating like that and you’ll never get a man , her mother would say. The only thing pretty about you
is that hair, Sib.
    She pushed
the plate away and swallowed the lump in her throat.
    Adrian, the
youngest of the three werewolves, pushed it back. “Eat your breakfast, girlie.
We don’t want you to starve.”
    Sibyl pouted
at him. His black hair dangled over his shoulders and his eyes were like liquid
gold. She’d never seen anyone with eyes that color before.
    “I don’t
think I’d starve.”
    Adrian
scratched at the wound on his shoulder – the wound Sibyl inflicted when
she stabbed him in his wolf form. “Then do it to make up for the trouble you
put us through last night.”
    Her face
burned and she stood up, knocking the chair over behind her. “Make up for the
trouble I caused you? How about the trouble you caused me? My leg hurts from
the bite Gabe gave me, and you’re a – a pack of werewolves!”
    All three
men stared at her as if that were the most normal thing in the world. To
them, it must be , she realized and chewed her bottom lip.
    Gabe stood
up and walked to her side. He towered over her, and his smooth features
softened as he took her hand in his. “Sit and eat. We’ll discuss it all after
breakfast. Adrian is right, you’ll need your strength,” he said and kissed her
tenderly on the forehead.
    Her stomach
lurched, not uncomfortably, and she did as he said. He was still her boss,
after all, and she needed that job if she wanted to keep her apartment and her
car.
    After she
finished one plate, her stomach growled, and they filled another. The only
comfort she found was that the wolves ate three plates each. She only ate two.
    Only two! She thought, and squeezed her fleshy
thighs together.
    Her bag was
still missing from the night before, and she pulled the red bathrobe tight
around her chest, although they’d seen her nude once. They’d already done just
about everything with her once, but that didn’t mean she wanted to prance
around in front of them naked.
    No way in
hell.
    How did she
get here again? It was almost impossible to imagine the heat of the central
California valley at this time of year with the snow piled high outside. The
idea of a slow and leisurely vacation from her stressful job sounded fantastic when
she left Sacramento. Then a freak snow storm hit and now this. . . . whatever
this was.
    After
breakfast, Gabe lead them into the sitting room and Sibyl settled on the couch.
She stared at the rug in