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to entertain the idea that werewolves were real, especialy while she was out in the middle of nowhere. If she alowed this idea to take root and become a possibility in her over imaginative mind, she’d drive herself crazy or scare herself to death. Maybe both.

Nonsense. She went to her door and made sure it was closed before locking it then crawled under the covers. Tomorrow, she’d have Kish take her into town and she’d stay with Henry and Joey. But could she realy walk away and forget Kish? She could walk away if she had to, but forgetting him was not an option.

Chapter Twelve

Kish ran through the deep snow until he panted.

His sides heaved and his heart ached with every beat.

He’d known from the start things wouldn’t work with Georgia, but he’d obviously hidden away some minute spark of hope that it would. She thought he was a monster. He couldn’t blame her for thinking so.

Finding out he was a lycan through overhearing he and Brady’s conversation must have been a shock to her system.

He wasn’t an idiot. It would have been a shock to her no matter how she’d found out, but he would have chosen to ease her in to it. Now she simply thought him a loony bin bound psycho. And as much as he couldn’t fault her for thinking such, it hurt that she’d automaticaly come to that conclusion without giving a second thought to actualy believing him.

Come on. She’s a human. Of course she’s not going to believe lycans are real. And to be fair, she hadn’t known him for long either. It feels as if I’ve known her forever. She obviously felt a connection to him as wel. She had responded to his kisses. Hel, she’d done more than respond. The mere memory of her legs wrapped around him as he ground against her stole the breath from his already starved lungs.

About an hour had passed, and he turned to head back home. He barely felt the snow and cold gusts of wind against his body that was protected by thick fur.

The predator of the wolf fought with the logic of the man. The wolf wanted its mate no matter the cost.

The man wanted her too, but not at the risk of harming her in any way, which included psychologicaly.

When he finaly made it to his house, he was tired.

Brady was asleep on the couch, and he went to his room, showered, and flopped naked bely-first on the bed where he immediately fel into a deep sleep.

“Can you not find some way to believe what I say is the truth?”

Georgia sat on the rail of his front porch. A sheer, white, ankle-length nightgown billowed lightly in the gentle breeze. She was radiant, amazing, perfect in every way. Her blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders like water, and her golden skin beckoned him. He wanted to touch her. He wanted to push the silky, white fabric up past her calves, her thighs, and to her waist as he kissed his way up to the place he wanted to taste most.

After he pleasured her with his mouth, he’d take her with his body. He’d brand himself on her soul forever, and when she cried out his name, she’d know he was the only one who’d ever bring her that kind of pleasure. She’d know she was the only one that could bring him that kind of pleasure.

“Kish, I don’t know what to think. I’m scared.

I’m worried for you. You aren’t well.”

He slowly walked to her and was relieved when she didn’t scurry away from him like a scared rabbit. “I am as well as anyone can be, Georgia.

I’ll never deny that I have issues just like everyone does, but mine do not require magical pills and shrinks to cure my head. I’m not crazy. I would have told you eventually anyway. I’m sorry you found out I was a lycan the way you did.”

Her green eyes filled with tears and her bottom lip quivered. “How am I supposed to believe you are a werewolf, Kish?”

He took her hand and laid it palm down over his heart. “I can prove it to you, but I don’t want to frighten you.”

She sighed. “Prove it to me then.”

He took her face between his hands. “Don’t be scared. You have my word that no matter what happens, I will not hurt you.” He gave her a lingering kiss on the lips because he couldn’t resist.

“If there is one thing I’m sure of about you, it is that you would never hurt me.”

He took a deep breath and let the wolf come to the surface and beyond. Then reached for her hands. He let her feel the claws come out of his fingertips and curl toward his palms. When she gasped, he assured her again that he would not harm her.

He then raised her hands to his mouth and let her feel the now elongated fangs protruding through his gums.

“But . . . but . . . how?” she asked as tears slid down her cheeks.

“I didn’t want to shift all the way. Only ancients can partially change like this.”

He watched intently as she felt his mouth and fangs then ran her fingers back down to his hands.

“I’m telling you the truth, Georgia. I know it’s hard to take in, but there are things that exist that most people think are only stories.”

“You are telling me the truth, aren’t you?” She pulled her hands back and wrapped her arms around her middle.

Kish stood close, refusing to let her retreat too far.

After what seemed like hours of silence but what in reality was probably only a matter of minutes, she spoke.

“Let me get this straight. You are a werewolf.

A werewolf? And you were worried about me touching your face because it’s scarred?”

Kish sucked in a sharp breath.

“I don’t understand why you would be worried about something as trivial as a few scars when you are a werewolf.”

“My scars are not

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