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memories just had to return.
    “I’ve been trying for ten years—trying to get information. To discover why not only the Kurjans but also the demons want you.” He shook his head.
    Yeah, the demons were at war with the Realm, and they had a hit out on Maggie, but it had never made any sense. “I don’t think I’ve ever met a demon,” she said.
    “You don’t want to.”
    Considering they’d hurt her friend, Jase, she wished they’d disappear.
    A bird twittered high above. Maggie swallowed. She should probably get off the wolf. Getting all cozy with him seemed wrong, considering she was actually in town to investigate him, and any other wolf who might be tampering with the inoculations for shifters. The inoculations that kept them safe from the Kurjan virus. He wouldn’t mess with the vials, would he?
    A breeze whispered through the forest. Life hummed around them with the scents of pine and jasmine.
    She couldn’t look away from his hard face.
    The anger morphed to something darker in his eyes. Tension wound through the peaceful afternoon. He studied her much like a hawk spotting prey. Tingles sprang to life down her back, and warmth spiraled through her abdomen.
    His heated palms pressed down just enough to rub her against his cock.
    Her mind blanked.
    A low growl rumbled up from his gut, rolling along her breasts. Her nipples sprang to attention. Fire rushed through her so quickly her lungs compressed. She opened her mouth to protest, but nothing came out.
    He slowly lifted his head, determination and dare flaring across his rugged cheekbones. Then his mouth captured hers.
    Kissing.
    Heating.
    Taking.
    She closed her eyes on a whimper. White-hot mini-explosions rocketed through her brain. Her fingers clutched his thick hair, and her knees dropped to either side of his hips. Her tongue shot into his mouth, and his hands tightened on her waist. For two seconds she controlled the kiss.
    Maybe.
    The world spun. Her butt landed on the soft pine needles, and a wolf in human form stretched out on top of her. The kiss shot from intriguing to territorial. His elbows bracketed her, his chest flattened hers, and his hard—oh-so-hard—dick pulsed with a demand she could feel through her jeans. Her clit pounded in perfect time with it.
    He released her mouth, sliding his lips along her jaw to nip her earlobe. She arched into him. With a chuckle, he wandered down her neck, licking her collarbone, and took one breast in his mouth.
    Electricity ripped straight to her sex.
    “Shirt—in—way,” he mumbled against the cotton.
    A second later, her shirt flew through the forest. Claws shredded her bra.
    “Hey! I love that br—”
    Moist heat engulfed her nipple. Her protest deepened into a desperate moan.
    Oh God.
    Levering himself up, he reached for the button on her jeans. And stilled.
    His head lifted.
    No . No . No . “Don’t stop,” she breathed.
    He frowned and lifted his nose to the air. “Damn.” Ripping off his shirt, he yanked it over her head and pulled her to stand. Then he shoved her behind him. The bare, very cut muscles in his back vibrated.
    A pissed-off wolf was never a good thing. Never.
    Maggie smelled the air. “Oh.”
    “Yeah,” Terrent growled.
    Jase Kayrs strode down the trail, the forest shadows at home on his face.“You two all right?”
    “Damn babysitter,” Terrent muttered. “Yes. Go away.”
    Jase stopped. A slight grin lifted his lips. “Ah. Okay. See you back at the house.” Whistling a smart-ass tune, he whirled and sauntered out of sight.
    Maggie stepped away from Terrent. He turned around, desire on his face, lust in his eyes.
    She gulped air. The warm shirt covered her to her knees and smelled like male and power. Her body ached, but her brain had finally stuttered awake. She couldn’t do something like this without remembering who she was. How could she even think of going forward with her mind an empty darkness? “We should, ah, get back.”
    His nostrils flared, while