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want you out of control. You should have told me about your magic.” He breathed the word in her ear. Her nipples tightened underneath his massaging fingers. He twisted her around in his arms until she faced him.
    “And you could have mentioned you howl at the moon, before I had to use that magic to save your life.”
    Werewolf. The word hung unspoken between them.
    “I don’t have a habit of telling my lovers I grow fangs and fur. It tends to dampen the mood.”
    “We’re not lovers yet.”
    “I want to change that. I think you do too. Now, the way I see it we both have something to hide. We can’t have everyone knowing our little secrets, but we can share them between us.” He held her green gaze with his gold one. If he could hear her thoughts, then there was every chance she could hear his.
    Who else knows about my condition, pretty Ana? Cade? Jace?
    He smirked when she frowned and shook her head, those wicked green eyes widening.
    What the hell? Hearing my thoughts is one thing, but stay out of my head, Howl.
    Both the man and wolf liked this sign of fire. What’s the matter? A little too close for comfort? Leaning down, he ran his nose along the long, elegant line of her throat. Exotic scents lingered where her pulse beat.
    Close is good. You want me. I want you. I can show you what real magic is. He inhaled deeply, taking the scent of woman and warm arousal into his lungs. His wolf perked up. His body tightened.
    There’s a line if I ever heard one. Don’t try that alpha crap on me, wolf boy. I don’t cower to anyone. Her eyes closed and she sighed. I thought they might hurt you if they knew what you were.
    I’m only teasing you.
    I like touching your mind, my sweet, sexy Ana. I wonder how you’ll react when my hands slide across your skin. How will your sigh sound when I sink deep into your body? I’ll take you, turn you, until I’m the sun that warms you, the moon that calls to you at night. I need you. You need me, Ana. Your body is crying out for mine.
    Oh my God.
    He felt the liquid heat pool in her belly through the link she had opened after using her magic on him.
    God, you’re so arrogant. I must be crazy to find that attractive. Without warning, she shoved, hard, pushing him out of her mind.
    Howl staggered back a step, but the challenge she presented only made him want her more. He scraped his teeth along the length of her neck. Not enough to break the skin, just the hint of danger. “Okay, let’s forget about fur and magic for the moment.”
    “I can help you break your curse, if you’ll let me. Sooner or later, whoever attacked you will try again. Next time they might succeed.”
    She did have a point there, Howl admitted. Without her help, he’d already be dead. “Okay.”
    “You can be fully human again. There are ways.”
    “What could you possibly know about it?” He made his living gathering information, tracking scum that had jumped bail, and all the other things private investigators did on a daily basis. He was licensed to carry a weapon, but needed none. And he’d made it his business to discover all he could about werewolves with the hopes he could end the curse.
    “You can’t be harmed except with silver. That’s fact, not legend. As soon as I saw the bullet, I knew what you were.” Had she felt excitement, or wariness that at any moment he might wake and rip her to pieces?
    “You took care of me anyway.” He lifted Ana onto the counter. Tugging her blouse open, he took her lace-covered breast into his mouth. She shivered and leaned into him.
    Oh, as pretty as it is, that has definitely gotta go. Needing to taste her, he began to fumble with the buttons at the cuffs of her sleeves.
    “Don’t flatter yourself. I’ve got a thing for strays. Ask Circe.” Ana gestured toward the fluffy black cat by the fireplace.
    Circe meowed sagely, hissed, and then curled around her babies.
    “Is that what I am?”
    Yes.
    He grimaced at the intrusion.
    Not as fun on the