psychiatrist’s office and tell them. So I began to specialise. You would be surprised how many times this happens. Especially with children."
"I can imagine. The first time is always the worst, you are terrified you won’t be able to come back." He kissed her lips, stroking her cheek. "Have you ever talked to anyone else about this? I mean, people come to you with their problems; have you ever sought out someone like you?"
"No. I would be too ashamed and too scared that if my secret got out, no one would hire me. You know, the blind leading the blind. I am blind to the other side of me." A stray tear ran down her face and he wiped it away. "I haven't cried about it for years. But since I found you, it’s scared me. What if I pass on whatever is wrong with me to our kids?"
"That won't happen. Because you are going to teach me how to help you."
"I don't understand."
"You said you would help me to conquer my wolf. Well, I will teach it back to you."
"That's crazy."
"We live in a crazy world. Or haven't you noticed?"
"Kurt, I don't know if that will work." Nadine couldn't allow herself to hope it would be that easy. She had tried talking herself through all of the exercises she taught her patients; she had even tried recording her voice and listening back to it. Nothing had worked.
"Will you try? For me, Nadine."
He kissed her, and the way he made her body ache for him, and her skin long for his caress, meant she had to agree to let him try to help her. "I'll try."
She lay with her head on his chest listening to the sound of his heartbeat, taking comfort from him being here with her, because she knew that soon she would have to get up and deal with what else had happened this evening. Her car was still on the road, with a flat tire. Surely, the wolves were long gone and it would be safe to go back down and retrieve it.
But those thoughts soon changed when she heard a sound outside. He froze, having heard it too. So it wasn't a figment of her imagination. What a pity. Kurt was out of bed and peering out through the window out into the night. Letting the drapes fall back into place, he turned back to her and began retrieving his clothes. "You might want to get dressed."
"Is it the wolves, have they returned?" she asked, reaching for her robe.
"Not exactly. Although there is a wolf outside." He pulled his pants on and was now doing up his shirt. "Plus a couple of bears. I guess my mom was worried, and the search party has tracked me here."
"Search party?"
"My sister, by the look of it, and Joel. I can’t tell who else. All the bears look the same to me."
"This is not exactly how I wanted to meet your sister. It's not terribly professional, is it? Sleeping with a patient."
He came to her and pulled her close. "I am no longer your patient, Nadine. I am your mate and to me that overrides everything else. You are mine and nothing will change that."
"I hope not." She gathered up her clothes and headed for the bathroom to freshen up and change. Right now she guessed she probably looked as though he had dragged her through half the forest, and that wasn’t the look she wanted when she met his sister for the first time.
It took her five minutes, by which time there was a banging on her front door and they went down quickly before her door was split in two. Opening it, Kurt was confronted by his angry sister. "What the hell do you think you're doing? Mom is worried sick." Then her eyes slid past him and settled on Nadine. "Wow, you certainly captured her likeness."
"Hello. I'm Nadine, you must be Mia," Nadine held out her hand in greeting to the she-wolf who would one day be her sister-in-law.
"Hi, Nadine. Yes, that's me, Kurt's sister.” Mia still stared at her. “I must admit, I thought you were a figment of his imagination. That’s not quite true. Mom said you were real, but we weren’t so sure about you being Kurt’s mate."
"Sorry about that," she said shyly.
"I suppose you had your reasons." She looked