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For most shifters, puberty was the time when real power kicked in. The first shift.
Not for her.
The beast—or whatever the thing inside her was—had awakened, and with it, so much hunger and need.
Control.
It had become the center of her life. Maintaining control.Alwayshaving control.
Then the stalker asshole had come along and ripped all of her careful control away.
Her hands knotted beneath the sheet.
Where was Jude? When she’d offered him the room beside hers, he’d shaken his head and stared at her with blue eyes that burned with hunger. “Too close,” had been his growled response.
Not close enough.
She was so screwed up. Wanting him. Fearing herself.
He can handle me.
Shifters were strong, sheknewthat. He’d be able to handle anything she threw at him.
His steps had echoed when he’d headed downstairs. Maybe he was in the little guest room she’d set up. Maybe he’d stripped off his shirt again, like last night.
Last night.
Her mouth dried. Oh, my. The man’s chest had rippled with muscles. Beneath the jeans, his thighs bunched with power. And when he’d put his mouth on her...
Erin’s nipples pebbled.
She turned over and buried her face into the pillow. Maybe she needed another cold shower. Maybe she?—
Thunder shook the house. Erin flinched. That had been a strong blast, loud, too, shaking her bed, shaking the?—
She bolted up, realization hitting hard. The thunder hadn’t come from outside.
It sounded again, but itwasn’tthunder.
Erin climbed out of bed, nearly falling flat on her ass as she hurried. That was a roar!
An animal’s roar of fury, and it was coming from downstairs.
She ran for the door.
* * *
The change swept over him, hard and fast, fueled by fury, the black rage that boiled his blood and sucked the man back inside the beast.
He’d heard the rattle at the door. The scrape of claws, and Jude hadn’t needed the shrill beep of the alarm to sound. He’d known the intruder was there.
Now he was going to destroy the bastard.
Bones snapped. Twisted. White fur burst from his flesh even as his claws tore from his fingertips. The snarl on Jude’s lips became a roar of rage as the beast took over.
The pain didn’t bother him, not anymore. But the power thrilled him.
His vision sharpened. His hearing grew more acute. In those swift moments of transformation, a new world appeared. A world where he ruled.
