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wife?”
    “She came to me. She belongs to me now. You’ll never touch her again.”
    “Keep your hands off my wife. I’ll kill her before I let her fuck another man.”
    Lorcan shook his head. “That’s what I thought. Don’t worry. I’ll take good care of your widow.” He smirked.
    He watched until the realization flickered in Zale’s eyes, followed by sheer horror.
    “Yeah…” Lorcan muttered. “You get the picture now.” In two swift moves, he swung Zale around, then snapped his neck with ease. His body slumped into a lifeless heap on the carpet.
    His thoughts came together quickly.
    Lorcan called upon the Shasta Realm again for the power to shift. Instantly he was taken into the gap. The transition was quick and painless, yet nonetheless marvelous every time. Watching and feeling his human form shift into the powerful wolf amazed him. Fur sprung from his pores like goose bumps until a thick coat enveloped his body. Hands and feet transformed into large paws before his eyes. The last part to change was his teeth. Canines in his mouth grew into wolf fangs as the other teeth became sharper, too.
    He exited the house the same way in which he’d entered, using his bushy tail to sweep his human tracks from the landing outside the door. The moon had dropped far to the west. Dawn would break soon. Lorcan made haste into the woods, anxious to see the beautiful woman waiting in his den.
    Not far into the forest, he picked up the scent of another animal approaching. A few minutes later he heard something following him. His senses went on high alert but he did not slow down. Nothing would deter him from a speedy return home. Rapidly moving footsteps closed in from behind until he finally decided to stop and investigate this tagalong. He knew of no natural enemies in this area and the footsteps were not human. They were too light to be from a bear.
    Veering off course, he slipped into the thicket and waited for his follower to catch up. She came into view not long after he hid. With her nose to the ground, the beautiful female wolf tracked his scent. He stared at her rich brown fur, caught a glimpse of her dark brown eyes as she sniffed the air. It can’t be. He traced his thoughts. There had never been another wolf in these hills, especially a female. A she-wolf’s presence would have surely drawn other males into his territory. This lady was new and her scent swirled around him, stirring his desire to mate.
    She startled when he stepped from the thicket into her plain view. Their eyes met. He didn’t know how or when, but he’d know those warm brown eyes anywhere. Somehow, in some way, Orianna had shifted into the most beautiful chocolate brown wolf he’d ever laid eyes on.
    Not wanting her to be afraid, he went to her without delay. They sniffed each other over. She clearly recognized him. He wanted her to know that he also recognized her. He nuzzled her neck, then rubbed his head along her body while growling softly. She responded affectionately by arching her neck toward his, curling around him in a sweet manner. Her body language indicated that she wanted to mate. They touched noses. He licked her face.
    She stood up on hind legs and playfully pawed at him. They danced around one another in the snow, pouncing and leaping. The deep emotion shimmering in her eyes melted the walls of ice around his heart. He couldn’t believe Orianna had become a wolf, an answer to his prayers. Now there would be no gap between them. Her animal behavior gave every indication that she accepted him as her mate.
    They nestled their heads side-by-side and raised their muzzles toward the sky. In synchronization, they released a long howl at the waning moon. Her wolf song echoed throughout the forest, caressing his soul, bathing his troubled spirit in serenity. Nothing or nobody had ever touched him as she did. Sorrow, longing, and the desperate need to be loved resonated in her howl. They bayed at the moon for several minutes,