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“The hell you are.” He lifted her up, bringing her to eye level and letting her toes dangle in the air.

Erin blinked. “Uh, Jude...”

“Get the idea out of your head, got me? Just because some fucked up psycho thinks he’s your mate—hell, screw that! You don’t belong to him.”

Mine.

“And the bastard sure won’t be living long enough to ever claim you.”

Well, that was?—

He kissed her. Hard and deep and her toes curled and her heart raced and she held on to him and shehoped.

Let him be right.

Because being the perfect mate for that freak—no, even God didn’t hate her that much.

Her lips parted and his tongue swept inside. He still wanted her. He didn’t care about the wolf so it was okay and she could tell him?—

He broke the kiss and muttered, “Wolves are insane. Everybody knows that.”

Her heart thudded to a stop.

“If they’re in a pack, they follow their alpha like blind dogs,” Jude continued.

Not always. Some packs were family, strong and?—

“And if the bastard is Lone, well, shit, that means even the pack didn’t want him. And if pack doesn’t want you, then you’re fucking screwed,” Jude said.

She shoved against him.

“Erin?”

A quick step back. “I need to shower.” She grabbed the sheet, right before it started a fast slither down her body.

Fucking screwed.

Her cheeks iced, then burned. Her right hand clenched, holding the sheet close to her chest.

“Erin—what is it? What did?—”

But she shook her head and skirted around him. About six more steps and then she’d be in the bathroom. Just six more. “It’s been a hell of a night. I just need to take a hot shower.” To wash away the memories.

She pushed open the bathroom door.

“Let me come in with you.”

No. Not now. Too close to breaking.Erin cleared her throat. “Maybe next time, tiger.” Then she was inside, kicking the door shut behind her. And turning the lock. Not that the flimsy lock would do much good if Jude wanted inside.

The soft creak of the floorboards reached her ears.Coming this way.

The sheet fell to the floor and she put both hands on either side of the sink, holding tight.

“Erin...” He sounded hesitant. Maybe even worried. “What happened, it doesn’t change you.”

No, it didn’t. Nothing would change her.

“You don’t have to hide from me.”

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