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    “D, man, you gotta get your shit together.” Zeke’s words reached him a brief moment before large, rough hands grabbed him.
    The touch of the other wolf settled him and took the harsh edge off whatever the fuck was going on.
    He clutched Zeke’s hand, taking strength from the male, and the connection gave him the power to stand upright and push away from the door. It also gave him the ability to catch the slightest movement to his right.
    The movement of a single female.
    A female glowing with the familiar mark of a woman who was Warden Born.
    “Mine,” he growled low. When she paled and her magic flared, his wolf growled at him .
    “Ours,” Zeke murmured, and Dylan jerked his head in a quick nod.
    Theirs.
    They’d strip her, fuck her, and then claim her.
    She was theirs. Theirs with… a bright pink gun pointed at him.
    Dylan rethought his plan.
    Disarm her, strip her, fuck her, and then claim her.

Chapter Three
     
    Oh. Hell. No.
    “I am all about being my own person, thankyouverymuch.” Muzzle pointed at the floor, she kept her grip firm, index finger solid against the side of the weapon’s barrel. She didn’t want to shoot them before they told her what she wanted to know. Lorelei jerked her chin toward the half-naked hotness. “Last time I checked, Rebecca wasn’t a guy who didn’t know how to button his shirt.”
    Not that she wanted him to button his shirt. While Zeke was sexy-scruffy, this man was sexy-sophisticated. With his perfectly pressed slacks and crisp white shirt, he looked more like a businessman than a… werewolf. His chest certainly didn’t look furry. No, there was a sprinkling of dark brown chest hair, but she also noticed his rippling abs. Another thing she noticed was that her mouth watered at the thought of tracing them with her tongue.
    That thought had a shiver overtaking her, arousal like she’d never known assaulting her nerves. Damn, Zeke got her engines rumbling, but add in Hot Guy and she was ready to burst into flames.
    She took a deep breath, fighting to calm the overwhelming need that hit her square in the gut. Or, a few inches lower and decidedly squishy at the moment. And twitchy. Because, only God knew how, her clit twitched with every sound that came from Zeke and Hot Guy. Especially when they growled together, their eyes slowly changing color until her hazel gaze was met by their yellowed orbs.
    Yeah, okay, if she hadn’t believed in the whole werewolf thing, that right there turned her into a believer. The new rush of fear also nearly bowled her over, sending a panic-laced tremor through her.
    Lorelei met Zeke’s gaze. “You told me you’d take me to Rebecca and since I’m not seeing her or Paisley, I’m thinking it’s time to get back on the elevator and you can fulfill your promise.”
    The second man, werewolf, whatever, turned his attention to Zeke as well. The stranger took a step back and she pretended not to notice how her body reacted to him. She particularly ignored how her nipples pebbled. “Is she talking about Rebecca Twynham?”
    Oh, the deep timbre of his voice did good things to her naughty places.
    Zeke shrugged and that annoyed the hell out of her.
    “Yes,” she snapped. “Rebecca Twynham. Zeke said he’d take me to her.” The phone she’d swiped buzzed in her pocket and it was echoed by a ding from the one in Zeke’s. “And don’t tell me she’s not here. I, uh, borrowed a cell phone. I know all about this werewolf business and the HBIC and the fact that you’re looking for me— I mean, Lorelei and Paisley. And that you have Rebecca. You got her into your weird magic cult thing you’ve got going on.”
    Hot Guy turned a glare on Zeke. “I’m assuming she had your phone.”
    “Yup.” Zeke rocked back on his heels, hands tucked in his pockets and shoulders slouched as if it didn’t matter.
    “And she read your messages,” Hot Guy snapped at Zeke and she decided she’d just refer to the man as Guy until he got