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or worry but of good old-fashioned lust; the part of herself that she’d always considered so small — that wolfy, primal part — suddenly loomed inside her, filling the corners of her mind with dark and wicked whispers.
    Her hand clenched on the doorknob and the lock clicked, startling her from her embarrassing fascination with Adam’s mouth.  She cleared her throat and said, “It’s nice to meet you, Adam.”
    She wasn’t sure why Dr. Whalen wanted her to meet his alpha, or why they had spent the entire day locked in his office.  In all the months she’d worked for Dr. Whalen, she’d never seen a serious meeting occur in the clinic.
    Adam reached for her hand and clasped it firmly, lifting it to his mouth to kiss the top.  Tingles raced along her skin as his lips met her hand, and a swell of passion flared inside her at the small touch.  Her breasts grew heavy, her sex flooded, and her lips parted as she panted for breath.  A bewildering mixture of images flashed through her mind as his ice blue eyes locked onto hers — their naked bodies pressed together tightly, skin glistening with sweat.  His fangs sinking into her shoulder.  Furry bodies cuddled close for warmth.
    She could have drowned in the emotions that swamped her – lust, passion, and desire like she’d never known.  She felt him pull her closer and she was helpless to stop him.
    “Yo, Cin?  You ready, baby?”  Cyrus’s deep voice called from down the hallway, and the spell was broken between her and the alpha wolf.  She jerked her hand from his grasp and stepped back.
    Clasping her trembling hands together, she avoided Adam’s gaze as she said to Dr. Whalen, “I have a date.  If there’s nothing else, my shift is over and I’d like to leave.”
    “Have a nice evening,” Adam said, and his words sounded more like an order than a nice suggestion.
    She nodded stiffly and hurried out the door.  She could still smell the scent of wolves, and she glanced behind her and saw that Adam was watching intently from the doorway.  Ignoring the suddenly strong desire to go back to him, she muttered, “Fucking wolves,” under her breath and stormed into the reception area.
    Cyrus was waiting patiently, leaning against the counter.  He was smiling until she drew closer and then he frowned.  “What’s wrong?”
    She grabbed her purse from the desk and pushed open the front door.  He followed close behind and opened the passenger door of his truck for her.  A twist of her gut sent her to her knees as she gasped and pressed her hands to her belly.  Her purse bounced on the sidewalk, the contents spilling as it tipped to the side.
    “Whoa, you need to go back inside and see the doc?”
    “No!” she yelled and then groaned as she tried to straighten but was unable to stand from a crouch.  Her stomach felt wound tight as if she were hovering on the edge of an orgasm.  Cyrus knelt in front of her.
    “You’re acting kinda weird.  Are you coming into heat again?”  He tipped her chin until she was looking at him.
    She shivered as his fingers touched her, and a sudden revulsion flitted through her.  She pushed his hands away.
    “No, that’s only twice a year, and I never had one hit so hard like it did a few weeks ago.”  She felt another twist to her gut and took in a slow breath.  As a partial wolf, she went through a spring and fall mating heat every year.  “Do I smell like I’m coming into heat?  There were wolves in the doc’s office who were acting really strange.  Staring at me.  The alpha was there.”  She shook her head, closing her eyes at the mention of the alpha.
    Cyrus pulled her close and buried his face in her neck.  Her whole body lit up as if she’d touched an electric socket.  That same revulsion speared through her at Cyrus’s touch, but at the same time, she wanted to rub herself against him.
    “Holy shit,” he breathed the words, his fingers tangling in the ends of her hair and pulling