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mates?”
    A slight nod answered him.
    Extremely rare, true mates were a blessing from the gods. The touch of one bridged both sides of a shifter—man and animal. It offered peace, something few shifters ever experienced. He’d sworn he’d found it already. Unconventional or not, Noah fit him, better than he thought anyone could.
    Then a petite spitfire smiled at me.
    He pressed his open mouth to her forehead. “Many of our kind say true mates are a myth.”
    “Nic and Riley prove it’s not. They wouldn’t have been able to mate otherwise.”
    “If they even have. They might be faking it.”
    She jerked back and glared at him. “Don’t tell me you’re one of those assholes who—”
    His chuckle stopped her words. She narrowed her eyes, but a smile tugged at her lips. He slipped his arm around her waist and urged her back into his embrace. “Settle down, my little protector. I was only repeating what I’ve heard others say.”
    “Little?” She raised a brow.
    “Yes. Little.” He grinned, while a tic developed by her eye. “By shifter standards, you’re short, Hannah. You can’t deny it.”
    She shoved against him. “You can stay away from me, then, if that’s what you think. I—”
    “I’m not saying it’s a bad thing. It’s just a fact.”
    She turned her head, breaking their gaze. “I was born too early. Nobody thought I’d live. Some who still believe in the old ways said my father should’ve let me die, that it was nature’s way of ridding the pack of its flawed members.” She laughed but no humor accompanied the sound. “A few elders even warned our males to stay clear of me. They didn’t want their family trees weakened by my genes.”
    Guilt landed hard in his gut for upsetting her, but the small sign of her vulnerability she’d shown by looking away wasn’t something he suspected many people saw. Neither was knowing about the heartache she’d experienced. No doubt, her pack mates’ opinions had hurt her. Yet she showed me. Trusted me enough to share her pain.
    “Hannah?” He tipped up her chin and waited until she met his gaze. “It’s a person’s soul I respect, not their body, and yours is strong. Bright and pure.”
    “Ethan.”
    His whispered name held longing. Need. Desire.
    He couldn’t help but give her what she asked for. He bent and pressed his parted lips to hers, sharing air with her—a shifter’s kiss. It was the intimate exchange only close lovers indulged in. It felt right to share it with her, just as it was to hold her.
    “I’m drawn to you, Hannah.” He ran the tip of his tongue over her lips, the top first, then the bottom. Her flavor hit him, sending a wave of raw lust through him. “Like a moth to a flame. Isn’t that how the expression goes?”
    “Yes, and I feel the same.” She undid one of the buttons on his shirt, then slipped her hand under the cotton and caressed him, enflaming him more. “I haven’t been able to touch another man since I met you. Tonight with Alex…”
    “Was an attempt to trigger my instincts.” He finished her statement. “How did you know I’d come?”
    “I didn’t. I was trying to…”
    Again, she trailed off. He could guess why too.
    “You were trying to get Maria to act on hers.” A nod answered him. He eased back. “Don’t do it again. I might’ve hurt him if we hadn’t been around humans.”
    She mapped his face with her gaze before settling on his mouth. “What are you saying? Are you feeling possessive of me?”
    A male’s curse carried over the noise in the bar, one he knew well. He glanced over his shoulder and his gaze collided with Quinn’s gray eyes. Noah’s distant cousin didn’t know about Noah’s relationship with Ethan, but Quinn and Noah had grown close over the past year. They talked, and Ethan couldn’t risk Noah finding out about Hannah. Not yet.
    Not until I say good-bye to him.
    “I’ve got to go.” He stepped away from her. The loss of her chilled his skin. “Call me if