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wanted to say, duh . There are communities of us all around you. We live and work and play amongst
humans who are none the wiser.
How is this possible, Caelan? You re talking about an entire race of peop what are you again?
Shape-shifters.
Shape-shifters. How is it that no one knows about you? Scientists would have a field day.
Caelan winced. She was absolutely right. We ve kept our anonymity for centuries by simply hiding in
plain sight. We hold the same jobs and positions as humans, eat the same food, pay the same taxes. The
only difference
Tieran snorted.
Okay, so it s a huge difference. On a full moon, many of my kind shift into wolf form.
Many of you? You don t all do that?
Yes, he said, pulling out a chair next to her and sitting so he faced her. But here s where humans
come into play. Generations ago, it was discovered that if a shifter mated with a human woman, their
child had the ability to control the shift. Half-bloods can change forms whenever they want, like me.
Full-bloods cannot. It s once a month for them, no matter what.
He watched her swallow and let the information sink in. When she lifted her gaze, it was full of questions.
So by mating you mean&
I mean finding the one woman in the world who is your other half and claiming her.
Tieran s hand flew to the spot on her neck where he d bitten her. Her eyes were wide, shocked.
Yes, I claimed you. And I m not sorry, and I can t take it back.
Her breath hissed out. That s what my grandmother meant.
Your grandmother? I don t know your grandmother.
No, but she knows you, she muttered.
Oh stop, you re making me blush, Tullabelle.
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Tieran snorted. As if that s possible.
Explain, Caelan barked.
Tieran jumped in her seat. At least now he was the one confused for a change. The skin on her neck
pulsed where he d bitten her. How do you explain something that can t be explained?
I think he explained his side rather well, wouldn t you say so?
Well, what the hell am I supposed to say? Caelan, it s like this. I talk to my grandmother. Oh, and by
the way, she s been dead ten years. That ought to go over really well.
Again, Tulla, the man just told you he is from another race of people. You don t seem to be having too
hard a time believing him.
Yes, but apparently the public didn t know about his abilities. The few times she d told others about
hers, things had ended very badly. She was still uncomfortable sharing that part of her life.To make
matters worse, Peter knew about her visions, but she d never told him about being a medium with her
gramama. The visions were more than enough to make him run.
Except Caelan didn t seem to care that she could see things.
In case you hadn t noticed, Caelan is still here. The man can handle anything you dish out. Trust me.
Hello? Did you go away?
No, I& The doorbell intruded. I better get that. She let out a breath with an audible whoosh and all
but launched herself from the chair. She darted toward the front door, and heard him bounding after her.
Tieran, wait. His foot came down on a box of food still in the middle of the foyer.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Caelan stumble. His arms windmilled as he tried to catch his
balance. She started to take a step back toward him when the doorbell pealed again.
Hold on, would you? she muttered. Why is everybody always in a hurry? She braced her feet
shoulder width apart and grabbed the doorknob with both hands but paused for a split second to look
back.
Caelan finally caught himself with a hand on the desk. Don t open the&
Tieran yanked the protesting door open.
& door, he finished with a curse she chose to ignore.
Oh look, it s the clone. Her voice sounded dry as dust even to her own ears. And why shouldn t it?
She was faced with two shape-shifting werewolf& beings, one of which had claimed her without her
consent. She would not think about how earth-shattering the idea of him claiming her was.
No need to be snotty, Tulla.
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Goddamn it, Tieran. Don t you ever fucking open this door again unless you ask who it is first. Caelan
grabbed her by her shoulders and swung her around. He shook her as if scolding a child for not looking
before crossing the street. Her teeth clanked together as her jaw snapped shut.
Just who in the hell do you think you are?
Your mate. His roar made Tieran flinch beneath his hands.
Well, I didn t ask to be your mate, you big oaf, she shouted back.
Their noses touched, their breathing turned heavy, their eyes dilated.
He kissed her hard, relinquishing his bruising hold on her upper arms and hugging her closer to him. Her
tongue tangled with his, exploring his mouth in a parry and retreat dance. Their lips melded, sealing in the
moans coming from both of them.
Break it up, you two.
Caelan pulled his mouth off Tieran s and steadied her before turning to his brother, leaving her
wondering what had just happened.
Eli.
Eli grunted. Who else did you think it would be?
Tieran stuck her head around Caelan s arm and answered for him. The pizza man.
Eli s gaze roamed over her face then took in her bare legs beneath Caelan s T-shirt as she stepped out
from behind his overprotective twin. He poked his nose up in the air as if he smelled something and
grinned a huge wolfish grin.
No, not wolfish, stop thinking about wolves!
They aren t going to go away, Tulla.
Eli slapped Caelan on the shoulder. Congratulations, Bro.
For what? Tieran swept her gaze between the twins. Eli s eyes twinkled with pure delight, Caelan s
were narrowed and dangerous. She d have missed the tiny shake of Caelan s head had she glanced
away one second earlier. Eli s smile faltered and he dropped his hand.
Eli cleared his throat and tried to be surreptitious in looking around the room. What happened here?
Damn, she really needed to get this place cleaned up so she could get on with her life without rehashing
this particular story again. I was attacked by&
He s already fucking found her? Eli s explosion drowned out the rest of her sentence. He grabbed the
door and slammed it shut, only to have it bounce back and smack him in the ass. Tieran jumped back
and out of reach of the suddenly angry man who d just entered her home. She couldn t stop the laugh
that bubbled up. It was too funny to watch a grown man struggle with the complexities of a piece of
wood.
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& the door.
By the door.
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