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I hung up and went back to check on Rez. He was smirking at me.

“What?”

“So, one of you has figured it out, at least?”

“I don’t know what you mean.”

I knew exactly what he meant, but it felt vulnerable saying it.

“I’ve got wolf hearing, boy.”

Well, fuck. I should have thought of that. Clarissa had my brain completely scrambled.

“And a wolf’s nose. I can smell hormones. Including mate hormones.”

There it was. The word had been said.

“She’s my mate.”

Saying it felt weird and full of wonder. My mate. Something I’d never thought I’d have. Rez laughed again.

“You look like a kid that just discovered ice-cream for the first time. I remember that feeling.”

His eyes grew misty.

“What was she like?” I asked as gently as I could.

“Fiery enough to handle a wolf and beautiful as all hell. But sometimes it takes humans a little longer to understand what’s going on with a mate bond. Give her time.”

“I will.”

“Hurt her and I’ll have my whole pack rip you to pieces.”

“I could never.”

We heard Clarissa’s footsteps moving back to the stairs, and both fell quiet. Rez closed his eyes, a smile on his face.

Chapter 12

Clarissa

Rez was right, of course. He healed up within a day. Sable hung around, making phone calls and scanning new CCTV footage on my TV. In between that, he watched me when he thought I wasn’t looking. He was sneaky, but every time I looked at him, his head was in the middle of turning away from me. Of course, I was doing the same whenever he was busy. Watching this huge monster in my home.

The rest of Uncle Rez’s pack had dealt with the troublemakers in town and dragged them kicking and screaming to jail or the hospital. None of them had given up any information about my brother, but they hadn’t had the incentive that the man at my uncle’s house had. I tried not to think about the injured and dead men. The blood. I looked at Sable again. The muscles. Everything about him was solid strength. The first time I’d seen him, I’d felt an aura of violence around him. Now I’d seen what he was capable of. But it didn’t change the longing in my heart. In my body. Especially since I suspected he’d done it because I was in danger. I’d seen the look on his face when that man licked me.

I sat down in my favorite chair and watched the blur of images.

“Anything yet?”

“Nope. He’s being more careful now.”

“Is it always like this when you’re finding someone? Feeling like you are constantly on the back foot?”

“Pretty much, yeah. Eventually you get the opportunity to pounce.”

I wanted to pounce on him. Straddle those thick thighs and feel him under me. But my uncle was upstairs. And I was still wary. I didn’t really know anything about him.

“I heard that you have a bit of a past, Sable?”

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