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flowers to thank me.”
    Dev snorted. “Don’t be that impressed. I’m thinking she didn’t send flowers to thank him. One flower says thank you. This many says she thought he was dead. Or that she killed him.” Dev glanced about speculatively. “Hmm … I’m thinking, put a tiger in her tank and that didn’t quite rev her up. What she needs is to go hunting for bear.”
    Wren lunged at Dev, but before he could catch the bear, Serre pulled his brother back out of range.
    â€œKnock it off, Dev. You definitely don’t want to come between the tiger and this woman.”
    â€œWhy not?”
    Wren rose into striking position on the bed. This time, he wouldn’t miss.
    â€œ That’s why,” Serre snapped. He shoved Dev out the door, then turned back to Wren. “Go on and rest, tiger. We’ve got your back.”
    Wren settled back on his bed as Serre shut the door. Even so, Wren could still hear them out in the hallway.
    â€œGood God, Dev. Have you completely lost your mind? Don’t tease the psychotic tiger. He’s getting all angry and frothing at the mouth. Someone’s going to think he’s rabid.”
    Dev scoffed, “Yeah, but teasing him is like throwing meat at Kyle. It’s highly entertaining.”
    Serre made a disgusted noise. “Yeah, and I wish you’d stop throwing meat at poor Kyle in the bar. He can’t control himself with that. Next thing you know, he’s shifted into a bear, Maman is having a fit, and all of us are left to control the crowd and keep them from remembering that they just saw a kid become an animal. It’s a pain in our collective asses.”
    â€œYeah, but I can’t help myself.”
    Wren heard Serre growl threateningly at his older brother. “You know if you don’t learn to, Papa’s going to kill you one day.”
    â€œBut until that day comes, I’m going to have a lot more fun with the whole lot of you.”
    Serre sighed. “Until then, do us all a favor, and lay off the tiger. I know you’ve done everything on two legs … then again, you’ve done most everything on four, but this girl is different where Wren is concerned. For once, turn the libido off and go after one of your usual lays.”
    â€œWhat are you? Insane? I’m not interested in Ms. Preppy Uptight Sloan Ranger. Jeez. I’d get khaki between my teeth. Can you imagine? I’ve never been in khaki and I never want to see a woman out of it. It scares me.”
    Their voices drifted out of hearing range. Wren collapsed back on the bed, relieved to know Dev was just being his usual asshole self and didn’t really have any ambitions toward Maggie. That alone had saved his life.
    Then again, Wren shouldn’t have any ambitions toward Maggie, either. What was it about her?
    Not that it mattered. He wasn’t going to see her again. He might be crazy, but he wasn’t suicidal. Nothing good could come of him spending time with a human. Nothing.
    *   *   *
    As soon as she was out of her last law class, Marguerite headed back to the French Quarter. She’d blown off her study group for the afternoon in lieu of going to see Wren. She really wanted to give him a proper thank-you face-to-face for saving her.
    It was the least she could do.
    By the time she reached Sanctuary, it was just after six in the evening and already dark outside. Glancing around the dim interior of the bar, she saw a tall, dark-haired man who was bussing the tables. Not particularly attractive, he had stringy hair and was marked all over his body with colorful tattoos.
    As she continued to look around the thin crowd, she couldn’t find a single trace of Wren, but she did spot the waitress from the night before, who was walking over to a table with a tray loaded with drinks.
    Marguerite headed over to her as the woman unloaded the drinks to the men who were ogling