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me too much, I heard them occasionally in London, from the zoo,” Emma replied.
    Neither of them moved, her hands had landed on his arms and she could feel his muscles tempting her to run her hands over the rest of him. He smelt of the woods and something that was all him. Emma took a hurried step back and headed into the house before she did something stupid, like begging him to fuck her. Sitting back at the table Emma tried to calm down her raging hormones. Picking up her coffee, she noticed her hands were shaking, almost like they missed the contact with Mike.
    Emma decided it was time to head upstairs and unpack, finishing her coffee, she said goodnight to Mary, whistled for Jack and headed up to her room. As she passed the study she caught a glimpse of Mike sitting at his desk looking at some paper work.
    “Goodnight, Mike,” Emma said.
    “Night, see you in the morning. Give me a shout if there is anything you need,” he replied without lifting his head from his paperwork
    Up in her room, Emma unpacked her clothes putting them in the wardrobe and drawers. She had a wonderful collection of books signed by her favourite authors. Authors she had befriended online like, Carrie Ann Ryan, Sam Crescent, J E Horton and Stormy Glenn. They would be beautifully displayed on the book shelves. Her books and Kindle were her primary indulgences. She placed her Kindle beside the bed and plugged it in to charge. A shower was in order before bed. Heading to the bathroom, Emma turned the shower on and let it heat up whilst she undressed. She grabbed her shampoo and conditioner and stepped into the shower closing the door behind her.
    The water was heaven on her aching muscles. She closed her eyes and just stood enjoying the heat, her mind wandered and Mike’s face appeared before her. She had never had this kind of reaction to a man before, every time he even looked at her she creamed her knickers, his voice almost caressed her skin, especially when he said her name. She washed her hair and stepped out, grabbing a big fluffy towel from the cupboard under the sink. She wrapped it around her and picked another smaller towel for her hair. After drying off and slipping on some boxer shorts and a vest top, Emma realised she hadn’t phoned Craig yet, looking round for her phone she remembered it was still in the car. She slipped on her trainers and headed downstairs.

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    Mike left his office, giving up on the paperwork. All he could think about was Emma. Her body looked like it would fit his perfectly, her lips, he was dying to taste, and his wolf kept saying she was home, which was ridiculous. He decided a run was in order and headed out through the kitchen. He stripped by the back door, shifting was as easy as breathing to him. He just visualised his wolf and dropped to his hands and knees, paws hit the ground and he bounded away, letting his wolf take control. He picked a trail that lead him up the mountain behind town. The trail was steep and rough going, but it was no problem to him in his wolf form. He jumped fallen logs and streams. The pack lands were vast, the town was nestled in the bottom of a valley, surround on three sides with mountains and the other was the lake. The pack spent lots of time down by the lake in summer, having barbecues and picnics. It was an important part of being in a pack, spending time with each other, whether it was hunting or socializing.
    When Mike returned from his run, he picked up Emma’s strawberries and cream scent coming from the front of the house. He walked around the corner and stopped to admire the view. Emma was bent into her car and all he could see was her shorts covered arse. The shorts had ridden up slightly and he could just see her rounded cheeks peeking out, he had to lock all his muscles in place so he didn’t mount her there and then. He must have growled without realising, because Emma suddenly spun round and in doing so banged her head on the door frame. He had a sudden