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Jacob went flying, crashing
through two displays before coming to stop with a crunch against the short wall
that separated the women’s side from the mens. 
    The girl
shrank back.  He looked down at her trapped by the grip on her arm and watched
the color drain from her face.  He knew what she was looking at.  His eyes had
bled to wolf.  She tried to step away but he pulled her into his chest, so they
were pressed against each other from chest to hip.  Her fear was a tangible
thing, and only sweetened the already nearly irresistible scent of cinnamon and
blood.  He leaned down and buried his face in her neck, breathing deep. 
    He needed to
taste.  Just a small taste. 
    His tongue
flicked across the bite already healing on her neck.  He shuddered when the
sweet taste of her blood hit him.  He could feel his scent release and he
welcomed it.  He needed her bathed in his scent not Jacob’s.  His teeth latched
down gently and she whimpered.  He liked that.  He liked it a lot.  He pulled
her closer and started to bite down.   
    “Griffin!” 
Linc ripped her out of his arms and stepped between them.  Griffin snarled, and
lunged forward.  Prepared to go through his enforcer to get to his woman. 
“Griffin!  Get control of your wolf damn it.  You’re scaring her to death.”
    “She’s
mine.”  He snarled it right in Linc’s face, partially shifting so that the
teeth that snapped at Linc’s neck were sharp and large. 
    “As are we
all, Alpha,” Linc said.  His head turned to present his vulnerable neck.  The
words and submissive pose were enough to bring Griffin to his senses.
    “Fuck Linc,
she’s potent,” Griffin said, backing up a step so he could think through the
haze of lust fogging his brain.  His wolf snarled and snapped inside him, not
liking the distance, but he was able to fight it this time.  The need to mark
and mount her did not go away however.  “She smells like...”
    “Mine.”  The
growl was low and animalistic and they all turned to see Jacob rising up a
feral look in his partially shifted face.  He was looking at the girl clinging
to Linc’s back, but before he could jump the distance, Linc had pulled her up
in his arms and was sprinting for the door.  Griffin tackled Jacob before he
could follow in partial beast form.  He took him down to the floor and let his
power unfold over him, pulling him out of half shift until Jacob was gasping
beneath him, his eyes averted and his posture submissive.
    “Who do you
serve?”
    “You Alpha. 
I serve you.”

Chapter 2
    When Linc
finally stopped moving they were far away from the Hotel.  As soon as he put
Becca down, she collapsed.  Luckily, her butt landed on soft sand because Linc
had moved so far away so fast that there was no way he could have caught her to
break the fall.   
    When Becca
looked around, she saw nothing but sandy beach, turquoise ocean and tropical
palms.  The hotel was nowhere in sight and the man, Linc, was as far away as he
could get and still be in sight.  She was happy about that actually, considering
he had to be a werewolf too.  She wasn’t sure what was more shocking to her
system, that werewolves existed or that she’d had unprotected sex with one.  It
gave a completely new meaning to unsafe sex. 
    When Becca
was positive she could feel her legs she stood up.  She wasn’t sure exactly
what was going to happen next.  Okay, there were werewolves.  Okay, she had sex
with one.  Been bitten by one, almost two.  Did that mean she was going to be
turning into one when the moon was full?  Definitely a question that needed
answering sooner rather than later.  Loath though she was to bring the
attention of yet another werewolf to her.  She had to know.
    “Linc?” she
called.  “That’s your name, right?”
    He moved a
bit closer so they could talk without the whole island hearing.  “It is.  And
you are?”
    “Becca,
Rebecca,” she answered and then swallowed hard.