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I’m sure he’d ride along.”
    She was sure he would too. “I’ll give him a call.”
    Of course, she knew Steve and a handful of other werewolves were up the mountain working to clear snow. It wouldn’t be her fault if he didn’t have a signal.
    “See if he’ll drive. I’m not sure I trust your car right now.” Bob wouldn’t come out and say that old Otis should retire as pack mechanic. The werewolf was getting up in years and lately had grown hard of hearing.
    “Otis had one of his boys check my car out. I’m sure it’s fine. But I’ll do as you say.”
    Bob nodded, and she knew he watched her when she headed out the door. She could feel his gaze burning her back.
    He wouldn’t intimidate or bully her though. Like he’d said himself, she was a grown bitch. And damn it, she’d make the call on how she led her life.
    Bob would throw a fit later tonight and howl all kinds of threats at her, but at the moment, she didn’t care. It had been three days since she’d seen Nicolo. He’d told her they would meet again, and she wanted it to be now.
    Maybe Malta werewolves didn’t like bitches chasing after them. She hesitated only a moment before pushing the buttons on her cell phone for directory assistance.
    “I need a listing for Nicolo Spalto,” she told the operator.
    An automated voice sounded in her ear, telling her the number—which she quickly wrote down—and then offering to put the call through. Her heart thudded so hard in her chest she wasn’t sure she’d be able to talk. Not to mention, what the hell would she say?
    And what if it did piss him off that she called?
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    Lorie O’Clare
    A deep baritone came on the line, demanding with no formal greeting that the caller leave a message. The phone beeped in her ear and she cleared her throat, fighting the nervous excitement that climbed in leaps and bounds inside her.
    “Nicolo, this is Heidi. I’m heading into Valle today to see if I can buy some supplies there.” She hesitated. Like she would leave a message to come meet her and fuck her.
    “Just thought I’d let you know,” she added quietly and then hung up before her voice cracked or she said something foolish.
    Her heart had reached her throat, throbbing painfully, and nervous energy rushed through her with so much fierceness she could barely walk. Her bones popped, excitement over her adventure calling the change forward inside her. She fought the urge, biting on her lower lip until she tasted blood while she gathered her purse and coat then headed out the door.
    Not telling Bob she headed for Valle instead of Cuchara, and that she made the trip alone, would get a collar wrapped around her neck faster than anything. With that knowledge in her head, she planned on making the best of her day.
    And if Nicolo didn’t show up?
    Her foot almost slipped off the clutch, and she jerked the steering wheel, causing her car to slide on the recently shoveled road. Damn. If she didn’t get a grip on her nerves, she’d wreck her car before reaching Valle.
    She told herself entering American werewolf territory couldn’t be any worse than entering the human town. Deep inside, she knew she sauntered into enemy land, though—or make that slid into their land. Her car obviously didn’t like winter.
    Nicolo had told her she needed new tires. But with the meager salary she got working in the pack office, there were only so many extras she could afford each month.
    Obviously new tires needed to be bumped up the list.
    By the time she reached Valle, her nerves were about shot. She did what she did for her pack though, not just for her own personal interests. Granted, she hoped and prayed she’d see Nicolo. Every inch of her ached to see him, but she had another mission, one a hell of a lot more important than buying office supplies.
    She pulled off the road at the first gas station she saw, adjusted her stocking cap over her head and stuffed her hands in her coat pockets as she sauntered into the