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“I didn’t know there were anti-shifter groups,” Sadie said. “I know there are humans who don’t like us, but a whole group?”

“They’re called Humans Against Shifters,” Cinder said.

“The asshole who runs the group is named Brent Foley,” Alli said. “He’s dangerous and unhinged. Hopefully he’s left Ohio, but it’s always best to be safe instead of sorry.”

“I understand,” Sadie said. “Thanks for letting me hunt with you.”

Adam nodded. “If you’d like to come back here tomorrow evening, Cinder and I want to invite you for dinner so we can talk about your situation.”

“Seven o’clock,” Cinder said. “I make an awesome fried chicken. And Alli can come too of course.”

“Woo-hoo,” Alli said.

Sadie smiled. “That would be great, thanks.”

Cinder’s eyes suddenly glowed gold and she inhaled and rolled her neck. Putting her hand on Adam’s shoulder, she said with a voice that had a distinctive ethereal quality, “It’s time, my mate.”

Adam let out a sharp growl and clapped his hands. “To the clearing! It’s time to hunt.”

Sadie stayed with Alli as the people made their way into the woods.

“I’m going to stay here at the house. You go to the clearing and find your hunting buddies. When you’re done, head back here and we’ll go home to my place. Good luck.”

“Thanks, Alli. Have fun!”

Sadie walked into the woods and followed the pack members to the clearing where a bonfire roared in a fire pit.

“Hi, I’m Harper,” a female said, coming to stand next to Sadie. She turned away from the bonfire and greeted her.

“I’m Sadie. Nice to meet you.”

“You too. This is my sister Brooke.” She gestured to a petite blond next to her.

“Man, did you see Brick? He’s looking so freaking yummy tonight.”

“Ew, dude, he’s like thirty years older than you,” Harper said, wrinkling her nose.

“Age doesn’t matter when you have long life,” Brooke said.

“It does when you’re only eighteen plus two.”

“Meh,” Brooke said. She smiled at Sadie. “Nice to meet you. I heard you have white fur. That’s freaking awesome.”

“Yeah, I do. Which one is Brick?” she asked.

“He’s second of the pack, the big guy taking off his shirt,” Brooke said. “He’s waiting for his truemate, so he’s only interested in casual hookups.”

“Aren’t you?” Harper asked.

“Only if they casually lead to something more serious.”

“That’s the opposite of what casual sex is.”

Sadie chuckled at their banter. “So you’re my escorts?”

“Yep. We know where all the good game is. Are you ready to hunt,” Harper asked.

“I’m ready.”

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