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him
like nothing before. She ran her hands across his broad back,
tracing the curls and ridges of his muscles, and then, with every
ounce she had, took him by the shoulders and pushed him gently
back.
    Dylan gazed down at her,
his golden eyes alight with desire. She took a deep breath, and
before she could speak he stepped back. Her body cried out for him,
but the rational part of her, the part that had grown up in the
city and learned to survive on the streets reined in that
impulse.
    "I'm... sorry." His voice
was husky. "With the females of my pack, mating is... casual.
Joyous. Simple. I've not been with a human in a very long time." He
smiled brokenly at her.
    Naomi laughed. "Yes, well.
I've not been with a human in sometime either, so don't worry about
that." Eight months was a very long time in her books.
    "Naomi, you are free to
choose what you will." Earnest, he stepped forward once more and
took her hand. "But Stark won't stop hunting you. He knows how
dangerous Illixy is to him. You will never be safe in Fort Brixton
again, maybe not even the North East. If you wish it, I can help
you leave."
    Leave Fort Brixton? She'd
dedicated her life to making it here. To clawing her way up the
ladder, to proving herself, to establishing a community, friends,
the cutest apartment you'd ever seen, everything. But more than
that - she couldn't leave this enigmatic, intoxicating, utterly
delicious and arousing man behind, not like that, not so
easily.
    "But if you stay." Dylan
took her other hand in his. "If you choose to be my mate. If you
bring Illixy to the Silver Song pack, then I will fight with every
ounce of my strength to destroy Stark, to push back the evil that
is drowning our city, and give you everything an alpha's mate
deserves."
    Naomi couldn't think. She
was drowning in his golden eyes. She wanted to kiss those lips. Be
his mate. Dylan leaned down, and their lips touched. Naomi's knees
went weak. One arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her to him,
the fingers of his other hand were in her hair. His kiss shook her
to her core, weakened any resolve she might have mustered. She
wanted to pull him to the bed. She wanted to tear off his jacket,
unbuckle those jeans, reveal the hard cock she could feel pressed
against her, feel her naked skin against his -
    The door slammed open.
Dylan tore himself away from her with an inhuman growl, and for a
brief moment she saw fur thicken along the edge of his jaw and
talons begin to grow from the tips of his fingers. The girl from
the kitchen stood there, eyes wide with alarm.
    "Dylan. Stark's leading a
band of dark spirits and Fallen into the woods."
    Like that, the fur and talons were
gone. She could sense his frustration mount, peak, and then be
ruthlessly suppressed by his will. "Fine. Gather the pack. Have
them meet me outside."
    The girl nodded and
disappeared, leaving the door open. Dylan turned back to Naomi. "I
have to go. Stark's never been bold enough to come into the woods.
He has to be stopped. You need to rest. I - we'll talk.
Tomorrow."
    Naomi nodded breathlessly. "Yes.
Tomorrow."
    "Good." He hesitated,
clearly wanting to say more, but then he grinned, leaned forward
and kissed her full on the lips, turned and was gone out the
door.
    Naomi listened as he took
the steps four at a time, then the slam of the front door, and all
was still. There were voices briefly from outside, then a howl rose
to the moon, a mournful cry that was quickly joined by a half dozen
others, some close, some much deeper in the woods. Naomi shivered
and hugged herself, and peered down through the window. Outside
fleet shadows raced away into the forest, and were gone.

Chapter 3
     
     
    Naomi opened her eyes.
Sunlight spilled across the quilt, bringing out the rich hues and
depths of the multicolored patches. Not wanting to think, to
remember anything just yet, she combed her hair away from her face
and ran her fingers over the fabric. Hand stitched. It was
beautiful, a work of art. She