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should at least feel sorrow.”
    Murphy gathered her in his arms. I will protect this woman for life . “Some people are just not worth crying over, petal.” And then the wolves howled and Murphy knew as they did, trouble had come to Ludlum.
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    “There is a problem.” Murphy had no time for friendly greetings as he met up with the two men. They had all known each other for a long time and neither would take offense at his abruptness. In the darkness, Murphy could see both men looked as concerned as he felt.
    “Yes, we heard.” William nodded at his words. “The whole town believes the wolves are responsible for the man’s death.”
    That was no surprise to Murphy. People were inclined to think ill of those they did not understand. “The victim was my woman’s, my mate’s, ex-lover.” Was that a coincidence or just bad luck?
    “Is Truro okay?”
    Murphy smiled for the first time since finding the body. “Her name is Truro?” It was an odd name yet strangely fitting for the woman he intended to spend his life with. I just have to convince her of that . Truro was like the rest of Ludlum. Even though he had told her the wolves weren’t to blame for the death, Murphy couldn’t be sure she believed it. If she continued to feel that way it would make their coming together a problem.
    Gil chuckled loudly. “You didn’t ask her name?”
    “Well, we were preoccupied. Truro does call me ‘wolf man’.”
    “Quite fitting under the circumstances.” William looked eager to resolve something. “Was Truro shocked?”
    “The man hurt her badly. She says she doesn’t care.”
    “Truro is a tough lady,” Gil murmured knowledgeably.
    Maybe. “People hide behind layers.” Truro had more layers than anyone Murphy had ever come across. There was such pain and wounded pride within. That Truro trusted him was important. That she didn’t trust or believe in herself saddened him. The words she had spoken at their first meeting about being empty and ugly and needing to feel nothing still stuck in his mind. Who would wound someone so deeply that they believed that ? I will make it up to her. “We spent a long time at the police station. They also believe it’s the wolves.”
    William sighed. “That’s what someone wants them to believe.”
    Gil looked at William in concern. “You’re worried.”
    “Yes, I feel something is going to happen.”
    “As do I every time it comes close to midnight,” Gil responded. “It’s that rush of power that surges into your veins.”
    “It’s that but something else. I feel that approaching evil is going to jeopardize the clan.”
    Murphy sucked in his breath. This was the last thing they need. “Because of the man’s death?” He felt it too. The death was not a random occurrence.
    “Yes.” William sounded weary. “As much as we should embrace this coming together in the clan it weakens us. This death has been planned to place blame on the wolves—on our clan.”
    Murphy knew that. He had hoped to hear otherwise. He looked at the moon. It was almost time. The change was usually a peaceful time of freedom. Yet how could it be peaceful when their world may be in jeopardy? “Who is our enemy?” Like any close-knit group they had them.
    “Fifty years ago I felt exactly like this. I was young and in love with my mate yet a shadow was cast over us by great evil. There was also killing back then too.”
    “Absolon is dead.” Murphy had heard the stories of what had happened. They were clan legend.
    “So we’re told and yet in my heart I feel malevolence akin to Absolon stalking us once more.”
    Gil looked thoughtful. “I have read back through our history. Every fifty years, it’s always been a time of caution. With the coming of new blood and of new mates.”
    “And it weakens us too.” Murphy knew that was what worried William. He looked at the older man. Murphy was only too aware what battles this man had fought on behalf on the wolf clan. “We will be