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“No. No, I’m not. But I told you. I’m a wolf. A wolf shifter. And the PDA is an agency that sets up shifters on dates. So while nobody told me what your guys turn into, it stands to reason it’s something. And since polar bears in the wild in California are kinda not a thing, those bears are your guys.”

Her friend had lost her mind. “Matilda, have you hit your head on something?”

“Honey, if I was there, I’d shift and show you.”

“But the full moon was yesterday.”

She snorted. “Fairy tales. We shift whenever we want to. Look, I feel fairly confident of this, but have you looked around where you saw the bears.”

“Yeah.”

“Any blood? Body parts? Brains spattered across the snow.”

Jenni winced. “Eww. No.” She refilled her cup and sat again, warming her hands on the ceramic.

“Then describe to me exactly what you saw.”

And Jenni did just that. By the time her phone went dead, she was convinced her friend at least believed she was a wolf. She’d never said anything like that before. In the modeling world, where ego held sway and lots of women they knew were very good at convincing themselves they were things they were not—like supermodel material—Matilda had always had a cool head.

Still. She dropped her face to the table. If she was wrong, or out of her mind on some kind of drug somebody spiked her drink with, Jenni had just lost her one chance to get help. And if that matchmaker was all about shifters, why did she take on Jenni?

At this point, all she could do was pray. For Matilda’s sanity, her guys’ safety, and the existence of shifters.

Clark

It took all day and all night to dig everyone out. As the sun pierced the cloud cover with its first morning rays, though, they had a full head count. Nobody had died. The avalanche had been total surprise to the inhabitants of the trio of cabins who had never seen it coming and had been having a birthday party that weekend, so many more of the pack had also been visiting. In the end, there were some serious injuries the healer needed to tend. As the elderly bear shifter started to follow the stretchers toward her home, where she had all her equipment and medications, she paused and waved him over. He finished donning the clothes one of the families had given him so he could stay warm until he was ready to shift again and joined her.

“It was a shame to interrupt your mating weekend.”

“Healer, we just met Jenni.”

But she ignored his protests. “You know. We always know. Even when our mate is a human. The question is, does she?”

He shook his head. “I don’t think so. Not like we do. But I think she likes us.” He grinned, cheeks heating in memory. “A lot.”

She patted his hot face. “Ah, you young people. I remember when I met my mates. We rarely slept.”

“I suppose things cool with age,” he said, offhand.

“You should hope not.” Her eyes glittered in her wrinkled face. “We are still more than able to rattle the bed slats.” With a sigh, she started off again. “Go to her and ensure she knows who and what you are. She is the one for you. Make sure you are the two for her.”

Ty arrived at his side, also dressed in borrowed winter garments. “Ready? Jenny must be frantic by now.”

“Hopefully not. She knew we were on a rescue.” He had his work phone on a lanyard around his neck as he’d loped off. Unfortunately, he hadn’t put Jenni’s number in it. So, the only way to talk to her was to shift back and go home.

“We’re going to have to tell her about us, you know. Waiting any longer is not going to make it easier.” Ty shifted and waited for him to do the same.

“I know, mate.” He shifted, too.I hope she’s not too freaked out. We’ve been gone a long time.

Ty took off, big paws eating up ground.She’s a strong lady. And if she’s our fated mate, which she is, it will work out.

Snow’s coming down harder. Let’s get home.

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