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slightly.  “You smell incredible but not like you’re in heat.  Do you want to fuck?”
    She shivered in his arms, an uncontrollable urge to have sex pushing to the forefront of her mind like a freight train.  “Get me out of here.”
    “You got it,” he said as he pulled her to her feet.
    She stared up at him.  He was her friend.  Her roommate.  The one man she’d trusted to take her through her heat-cycle in September.  Suddenly, however…he seemed like a stranger.  She was half aroused, half aggravated.  She wanted someone to touch her, but not Cyrus.  Never Cyrus again.
    “Don’t.  Not you,” she whispered.
    “What?”
    She shook her head, trying to dislodge the image of ice blue eyes from her mind.
    “I don’t know what’s happening to me.”
    Cyrus growled abruptly and shoved her behind his back.  The sudden movement caught her off guard, and she hit the edge of the open door with her shoulder and groaned at the sharp pain.
    Cradling her shoulder, she looked around Cyrus to see what he was growling at and saw three males storming toward them.  They were some of the wolves from Dr. Whalen’s office.  She wanted to go to them.  These males, who she didn’t know from anyone, suddenly seemed more important to her than her friend.  Her wolf paced in her mind, the usually silent creature becoming more insistent that the wolves were the ones she needed to surround her.
    She heard the soft sound of Cyrus’s claws unsheathing from his fingertips, and a deep growl rumbled in his chest.  “Cin?  Get in the truck, and I’ll get us home.”
    One of the males, who looked like he could be related to Adam, stopped a few yards from them and held out his hand.  “Let me take you back inside, Cinder.  The alpha is waiting.”
    Her wolf howled and tears pricked behind her eyes.  She looked past the three males to see Adam standing behind the glass doors of the clinic, watching.  Her arousal beat at her like a drum, the desire to see him up close was so strong that standing still was a study in determination.  She could smell her own arousal.  It was sweet and hot, like sunshine and sugar mixed together.
    Cyrus snarled softly and spun, his eyes glowing with heat as he reached for her.  One of the wolves grabbed Cyrus and jerked him away from her.  The sudden movement made him reach out for her, and one of his claw-tipped hands wrapped around her upper arm.  As the wolf gave a second violent jerk on Cyrus’s arm and his grip loosened, Cyrus’s claws dug into her flesh and then raked across her arm.  She screamed in pain as his claws ripped through her flesh.
    Cyrus hadn’t seemed aware that he’d hurt her as he spun on the male and attacked him.  She opened her mouth to tell him to knock it off, but a wave of dizziness struck her, and she leaned heavily against the door of the truck.  Her weight caused the door to close, and she lost her footing, landing heavily on her butt as her breath whooshed out in a pain-filled groan.
    Cyrus and the wolf stopped throttling each other.  Cyrus knelt next to her and so did Adam.
    Where had he come from?
    She blinked and her vision spun as tingles raced up her arm.  Cyrus reached for her and Adam growled angrily.  “Don’t fucking touch her, cat.”
    Her hand went numb, and she felt the blood dripping down inside her silk blouse, with the tattered sleeve hanging in ribbons.  “What are you doing here, Adam?” she asked, her head swimming.
    He touched her arm gingerly.  She tried to pull her arm out of his grip, but it was tingling too much, the numbness encompassing her entire arm.  Without a word, he picked her up in his arms, and she didn’t want to sigh in relief and settle against him, but she couldn’t seem to help herself.
    “Put her down, dog,” Cyrus growled.
    “I’m taking her back inside.”
    Her lips felt thick, her tongue swelling in her mouth as her eyes rolled back in her head.  Adam cursed and began to run, shouting for