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represent a flaw in the system, someone unacceptable. Someone no pack wants.”
    Olivia thought about it, realizing her status must be rogue, a flaw as it stood. Probably why the elders urgently wanted to see Chance, and now she understood why she had to go with him.
    “Holy Crap!” Jase gave Trevor a little shove, and when everyone looked at the screen, the eeriest thing happened.
    A deformed face turned skyward toward the satellite, staring at them from the flat screen. His mouth stretched, a corner of it dipped into his sunken cheek, showing pointed-edged teeth. One glowing amber eye and one nearly opaque milky eye remained fixed in a haunting gaze, sending icy chills needling through Olivia’s veins.
    Smoke.
     

 
Chapter Two
    Lindsey
     
    Lindsey watched Smoke walk out the door of their one room cabin. His weight made the wooden deck creak until he stepped off. She ran over to one of the two small windows flanking the door. He stopped a few paces in front of the pack’s central community building and stared skyward as wind caught his hair, swirling dark tendrils around his shoulders.
    What in the hell was he doing?
    He stood there grinning at the sky like a mad man. Well, hell, he was a mad man. She thought about Smoke and his gruff ways. After a month or more together, she had acclimated to the pack, and even some of the women, but with Smoke, she simply played the part. It kept Trevor and Olivia alive. If Lindsey didn’t cooperate by forgetting her past, Smoke would kill them. She’d never risk their lives and mastered a secret place inside her brain to hide the memories she only tapped into when Smoke was away.
    She wondered if Trevor ever thought of her. How could he after she’d been gone so long in Smoke’s possession? He had to know what Smoke and his pack did with human women, and why would Trevor even look at her after all this time? She would never love anyone else like she did that Lycan. Her heart raged for him, painfully wanting what she’d never have again.
    Lindsey missed Olivia terribly and wondered if she’d see her friend again. She longed for a woman’s companionship.
    Most of the human women lived inside the community building, sleeping on small pallets against the walls. A large room, separate from the women’s sleeping, living, and cooking space, was designated as a meeting room for the male Lycan. When the males collected inside the building, she knew more than a meeting kept them all occupied for lengthy stretches of time.
    So far, Smoke didn’t share Lindsey with other males, but she was aware of the orgies inside the central building. She heard a few women talk of them. Some even liked them, being surrounded by hard-bodied men hung like rocket launchers. Those women went at it without the use of the stimulation drug Smoke used on everyone else.
    She was used to the little needle pricks and welcomed them. It made acting the part with Smoke so much easier, believing in her heart Trevor made love to her, but guarding that fact from Smoke by holding Trevor’s name in the secret place, locked safely away.
    Lindsey understood some of the sexual attraction. She had that once, but she couldn’t go there in her mind. Smoke searched her thoughts almost daily and always found if she’d tapped into any memory nuggets of people she loved. He possessed psychic abilities others didn’t. Already, the thoughts of Trevor that had emerged she’d need to bury before Smoke returned.
    If an orgy ensued during their pack meeting, Smoke would be preoccupied for a good while. She reached her arm underneath the mattress, where a few weeks ago she saw Smoke slide his journal. Lindsey had fallen asleep with her back to the fireplace. A crack of thunder wakened her in time to witness Smoke closing a journal and placing it beneath the mattress they shared.
    Lindsey touched its leather cover, wrapped her fingers around it, and hauled it out. A couple of pages were torn out of the front. She skimmed through