Desired by Wolves [Call of the Wolf 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read Online Free Page B

surviving members of their unit. It was a comfortable home with a huge master bedroom and bath that she greatly enjoyed. It had a large front yard and was set quite a ways back from the road. It also backed onto a conservation area as did most of the “original seven” families’ homes. The eight men from the unit had all built on this side of the town so that all the wolf-dog shape-shifters lived near each other and away from the humans. She actually had two grandfathers in that unit, so they built one house together and jointly mated and married Annie O’Day.
    She was the third generation to live in the house. Her parents had retired to New Harmony a few years ago along with the rest of the second generation. As much as she loved her mother and dads, she was glad they did. She would never have been able to take over the clinic if they’d been around looking over her shoulder and giving her “advice.” The six months that they’d used to transition the clinic to her had been the longest six months of her life. She lived at home and went to work with her dads and was ready to get in her SUV some nights and drive away as far and as fast as she could as they sometimes forgot and treated her like she was still six and “helping” them at work instead of a fully qualified vet in her own right who’d trained at the best veterinary college in the country and had worked at a cutting-edge clinic in Seattle for more than three years.
    Luckily her mother totally understood and made sure that the move was not postponed even though her dads had made noises about taking an extra six months just to be sure she was okay. It had been more than two years now, and sometimes she missed them, but mostly she loved what she did and being in charge. She had more business than she could handle and had hired two vet techs and was seriously considering getting a partner. A second vet on staff would give her free time and would also let her open the clinic on weekends.
    She pulled into her driveway. She looked down at Otis. He wagged his stumpy tail and looked up at her. It was like he knew he was home. She tucked him under one arm and grabbed her bag and walked up to the front door. It took three more trips to bring everything in because Otis insisted on accompanying her, and since he couldn’t put his weight on his injured leg, she had to carry him, leaving only a single hand free to carry his supplies.
    Finally she was done. She gave Otis a chance to do his business in her garden and then carried him upstairs. It was three a.m., and she was exhausted. Luckily it was a Friday night and the clinic was only open for three hours on Saturday after lunch and closed on Sunday.
    She paused in the doorway before shutting the door and locking it. She felt that shiver again. Otis looked at her and barked once. She didn’t know whether he was reacting to her mood or to the same thing that was affecting her. She found herself double-checking the locks and then checking the back door and the windows. She’d never done that before, but tonight, it made her feel better.
     
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    The morning dawned bright and clear, or at least she assumed it did. It was ten before she woke up, and she probably would have slept later, but Otis whined and finally started barking. When he was healthy and able to get himself down the stairs, she’d have one of the McAllister brothers repair the dog door so he could come and go when he needed to, but for now, she was on stair duty. She had no close neighbours, so she went down in the clothes she’d worn to bed, a tank top and panties, and carried Otis outside, and then she made them both breakfast. Her nerves from the previous night were forgotten in the bright light of day. She was just being silly. No one was spying on her. She was just being a nervous Nellie.
    And the little guy was definitely perkier today. She debated bringing Otis with her, but she had three intense hours at the clinic scheduled and then a