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faced her
father’s rages far too often to let something like lycan testosterone run amok
stop her.
    Mad stood behind the desk, facing a pair of windows and
staring out into the night. His back was stiff, his body erect. Only a small
lamp and the glow of the computer screen lit the room, reflecting his tense
expression in the glass. He must know she was there but he didn’t turn around
until finally he said, “Come in.”
    “I don’t want to disturb you.”
    “You’re not.” Gingerly stepping deeper into his lair, Lana
heard him sigh as he scrubbed one hand over his head, as if he was trying very
hard to calm down. Frustration fairly simmered from him. Eventually, he turned,
walking from the bank of windows to the front of the desk. Once he’d propped
his ass against the dark walnut, he stared at her. “Do you want to sit?”
    “Um. No, I think I’ll stand.” Two heavy leather wingback
chairs were arranged in front of the desk and she settled her fingers along the
top of one as if it would brace her for what might come. “Do you want to talk
now? Get it over with?”
    Mad crossed his arms across his chest. His beautiful eyes
narrowed. “Since you’re here, I figure we should. I’ve just banished two wolves
from the pack, given you sanctuary, and I’m exhausted and pissed. What have I
got to lose?”
    “I’m sorry.”
    “Don’t apologize. Those two have been out of line more times
than I can count and tonight they just topped it all off with a big, fucked-up bang .
They deserved what they got. That said, I promised to protect you and figure I
have the right to know what I’m up against. What we’re up against. You
have the Rogue Pack at your back no matter what so start talking.”
    “You don’t beat around the bush do you?”
    “Not hardly.”
    Lana blew out a breath, inched her way to the front of the
chair then sank into the soft leather. “Guess I should sit down for this after
all.”
    His lips twitched. Whew. Good. Maybe some of that fierce
tension was easing off a bit. She certainly didn’t want him scowling while she
told of her hasty departure from her father’s lands. Lycans were predators, and
Alphas? They were the biggest, most badassed predators alive. Unblinking, he
studied her as the tension ratcheted up another notch, then finally he stood
and moved close. He leaned in, propping his hands on the arms of her chair,
effectively caging her in. A sense of intimacy rolled between them, an electric
heat that made her body react. His lips were near, almost close enough to brush
her own. Mad stared into her eyes, slid his focus down then back up again.
“Start talking, beautiful, and make it fast unless you want to do something
else with that gorgeous mouth. Believe me, babe, I’m skating on a fine line
here so make it quick.”
    Lana knew then, without a doubt, she was in big, big
trouble.

Chapter Three
     
    It wasn’t a good idea to have this little talk with Lana
while riding an adrenaline high and he knew it. Already his cock was hard
enough to pound rocks. Lycan power coursed through his veins and his need for a
woman was strong. The sudden wariness in Lana’s wide blue eyes caused him to
step back and resume his position against the desk. She’d been through
something bad enough to make her seek protection and the dead last thing he
needed was to go all caveman on her. Some of his pack had already scared her
and he didn’t want to add to her distress.
    He sighed as her shoulders slumped and she finally leaned
back into the comfort of the leather chair to stare up at him. Despite her
exhaustion and all she’d been through tonight, he found her beautiful, and the
fact she wore his tee shirt didn’t help matters. There was something so
intimate about it, so sexy, and it didn’t matter a damn that the shirt fell
nearly to her cute little knees. If he gave in to the animal instincts that
roared high through his blood, he’d rip the bit of cotton from her gorgeous
body and pull