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Congratulations?

You’re my first leprechaun?

Will you marry me?

Definitely not that last one. She might be sexy as hell, but he could tell by the look on Darren’s face that the wolf would fight to the death to keep her.

At that moment, the door to the diner opened again and all the wolves around him sucked in a deep breath.

Jared turned once more to see what had everyone’s attention and the world around him faded away.

Lucky was gorgeous and oozed sexuality from her pores. It was the entire package, from her clothing to the way she walked to her wild and unruly hair.

This woman, on the other hand, was practically the opposite of Lucky, yet still somehow had the power to bring the entire diner, that was mostly filled with men, to a complete halt.

She was wearing a black hoodie over black leggings that were tucked into black motorcycle boots. She had a mass of black hair piled on top of her head in a messy bun and a black kitten in her arms.

She stalked across the room with purpose, and much like Lucky, oozed an innate sexuality that brought every unmated beast in the room to attention.

For a moment, Jared had the insane thought that she was heading fortheirtable, but then he realized she was focused on the witches.

Of course.

She was halfway there when the cat in her arms went insane.

The kitten sprang upright from where it had been draped over her shoulder and let out a loud hiss.

It then launched from her shoulder and landed in the middle of a table where a couple wolves from Jared’s pack were seated.

It let out another hiss and launched from that table to theirs where it let out a yowl to frighten the dead.

It spun to face Corwin, let out a hiss and snarl, then spun back to hiss at Jared.

Jared grinned.

The cat knew when it was surrounded by predators.

“Aw, it’s okay, darlin’,” Matthew, one of Darren’s wolves crooned, scooping it into his arms.

The kitten immediately relaxed against Matthew’s chest and let out a deep rumbling purr.

Jared’s jaw dropped.

Seriously?

He glanced at Corwin, who just shrugged, looking equally perplexed.

“Is the kitten yours then?” The woman who had carried the kitten inside asked Matthew as she approached their table.

Jared stiffened as she came to a stop next to his chair and her scent swept over him.

“Nope.” Matthew sent her a grin. “I’m just really good at soothing wild creatures.” He winked, then added, “I’m Matthew.”

Jared scowled, fury sparking inside him at the blatant interest on Matthew’s face.

“Pippa.”

“So, Pippa. What brings you into Zero?” Matthew asked.

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