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life.”
    “My dad was a werewolf. Not yours. Mom was a witch, but she locked your powers away, hoping you’d have a normal life and not have to deal with the heartache.”
    I blinked, trying to come to terms with what he was saying. Wasn’t happening, but I couldn’t fully doubt when he was so serious.
    The door rattled. “Hey, it’s not exactly warm out here, can I come in now?” Dylan shouted.
    Sean gave me a look, his brow arched.
    Throwing up my hands, I went to the door and opened it. “Sure, wolf-boy. Come on in.”
    Dylan chuckled. “See, she’s accepting it. Why not tell her sooner?”
    “Why worry her when there’s nothing she can do?”
    Challenge presented, I couldn’t refuse accepting. “Who says I can’t?” Other than the fact I wasn’t sure what I believed yet. I sensed a grain of truth and wanted to better understand and maybe explore the possibility. Sean was seriously concerned about someone, and there wasn’t much I wasn’t willing to do to help my brother. He was the only thing I had left in this world, so I’d hop on the crazy train while trying to find real answers for whatever he thought was going on.
    Sean shook his head. “You’ve never tapped into your magic. Who’s to say it didn’t simply fade away?”
    Frowning, I shook my head. “Don’t think so. I wouldn’t feel something when I look at those books.”
    “Trying to teach you is going to slow me down, and I don’t have much time.”
    “Wait, you’re dying?” I shouted.
    A heavy hand squeezed my shoulder and warmth flooded my body. I had a hard time resisting the urge to lean back into Dylan, a stranger who crept around in the dark and fog in black. None of the facts deterred my wayward thoughts.
    Dylan’s eyes delved into me, holding my attention. “We’re trying to stop the curse, but before he dies, another friend is. Then him, then me, and eventually all the males in our pack.”
    Pack, there was that word again. And wait, hot creeper was a werewolf. Fuck, the whole situation was getting weirder by the moment. Wine sounded good right about then. Maybe.
    “Why don’t we eat?” I suggested. “I’m still starved after being in surgery all day.” I wouldn’t mention drinking the whole bottle of wine was on my list of things to do.
    “Go fix a plate. We’ll be right there,” Sean said.
    “You really are a doctor?” Dylan chuckled.
    Sean punched his shoulder. “A surgeon. One of the best. She’s so far out of your league you’ll never climb that high.”
    I shook off the comment and found my wine next to a bottle of Vanilla Rum. Screw food, I needed liquid courage. The night was about to get real interesting, and I wasn’t sure sober was the way to tackle it.

Chapter 4
    Dylan
     
     
     
    The second Sierra walked back toward the kitchen, I felt the loss of her presence almost as a tangible thing. My eyes didn’t stray from the way her hips swayed as she moved.
    Sean smacked me across the back of my head.
    “Ow.”
    “I told you, she’s off limits,” Sean practically snarled, dragging me back out onto the porch.
    Even though I hadn’t wanted to face the possibility the other night, it became blindingly obvious. Not once in the last thirty-four years had I expected or hoped for this to happen, the moment I met my mate. Quite the opposite actually. Unfortunately, now that it had there was no ignoring reality. I could try and fight it. My time was limited anyway. Not like that would necessarily work. It hadn’t for so many others. Usually it only took days for them to give in to what they couldn’t control. Either way, the time to fess up was now.
    Taking a step back, out of Sean’s reach, I lifted my head and blurted out what I knew to be the truth. “I don’t think it’s going to be that simple.”
    His head snapped toward me so fast, I thought it might keep spinning around like the fucking poltergeist.
    “What did you just say?”
    His hands clenched into fists at his sides and I could