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waiting on her to become old enough to choose a mate. That was a lot of pressure, and she hated being around them. And for whatever harebrained reason, she thought she was safer around Grey. A youthful mistake or desperation or, hell, he didn’t know. But right now, he was two breaths shy of a colossal meltdown and he didn’t need witnesses. “Kid, I’ve got nothing left. I am the last person on earth that has an icicle’s chance in hell of fixing anyone’s life for them right now.” He rolled his head toward her and let his exhaustion show. “Surely you can see I’m not myself.”
    “I don’t want anything from you but a ride, Grey. I don’t want to talk either. Just ignore me if you like. Mr. Brennan called here asking for you. He said you weren’t picking up your phone. Go figure.” She handed him a handwritten list from her position in the back seat. “He said you need this stuff to close tomorrow. The meeting is at two o’clock. The address is on there too.”
    Shit. He had been out for two weeks? No wonder his body hated him. He tried to get a feel for Wolf, but the animal inside of him had apparently been sated with running the woods so long and was content and quiet. Maybe he’d understood the importance of closing on the land they’d made an offer on. Eric Brennan, his realtor, had explained there was another interested buyer. If he had stayed a wolf just one more day, he could’ve lost the place his instincts said was his. He shook his head at the churning thought that Wolf could keep an appointment. Up until now, he’d thought his beast mindless.
    The stiff leather of the seat squeaked as he relaxed into it and scanned the scribbled list. Most of the paperwork he needed was from the bank, but since he was paying cash and not taking a loan out, it was doable to get everything done before tomorrow. He’d have to meet at Stewart Title Company and sign the papers tomorrow, and if all went well, he’d own the land he’d become so connected to in less than a day. Nervous that the people he had to meet tomorrow would see what a fraud he was and give the land to someone else had him clenching the small list with a shaking hand. This had to go right. A hot shower and big dinner would have to wait a while longer. “I have errands to run. You can come along if you want, but on one condition. You call Dean right now and tell him where you are and why you want to come with me.”
    With a muttered, “Yes, sir,” she made the call. After she hung up, she handed him the wooden box he’d carved for Morgan with the black velvet ring holder inside. “I kept it safe for you.”
    He nodded and shoved it into the glove box and rubbed his eyes. It had been a grueling change and they were dry. With a quick glance at the girl in the back seat, he shoved the truck into first gear and eased his foot onto the gas.
    If he’d been in a laughing mood, he would have at least cracked a smile that Marissa felt safe enough around him to skitter closer when the growing line at the bank caved in on her. The damned line was out the door and people were trying to escape the winter chill by crowding the place. He put on sunglasses and swallowed a growl for a man who elbowed Marissa by accident. Eventually, he gave in and shoved her in front of his body to keep the line from pushing.
    Holding the door open for her as they left, he asked, “Did you eat lunch yet?” The paperwork he held clutched in his hand fluttered in the breeze as he climbed into the truck behind Marissa.
    “Yeah, earlier, but I’m hungry again,” she admitted.
    “What do you feel like?”
    “Food. I don’t care. Whatever you want.”
    He pulled into the parking lot of a burger joint and ordered a couple of cheeseburgers each and fries with soft drinks to wash it all down. They carried the bags of food to a picnic table out behind the restaurant. It was chilly, but he could rarely eat inside of restaurants. The smell of fast food and grease was so