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He was constantly surrounded by people, but always stood alone. I bit back a sob, as emotions, his and mine, threatened to overwhelm and drown me.
    And then the wall broke — and everything came flooding back.
     

CHAPTER THREE
    Adam
    Her eyes widened, the silvery-gray still as startling, and mesmerizing, as when I had first seen them. I could read devastation in those eyes. Devastation and loss. My heart was running full throttle in my chest, her pain squeezing me tight. “What is it?” I urged, linking my fingers with hers, pulling her back to me.
    “They’re gone…”Her voice was small, lost.
    “Who?”
    “Mom. Dad. They’re gone. And, for a short time…I didn’t remember…and they were alive again…and, now—” Her face crumpled, grief pouring out of her. “It’s like they just died — again…” she sobbed, curling onto her side, tears tracking down her cheeks, smearing the blood and dirt that remained.
    I gathered her to me, pressing her damp face against my chest, rocking her and murmuring words of nonsense, while she shook uncontrollably with sobs.
    It could have been minutes, it could have been hours…I didn’t know, and I didn’t care — I held her, the woman that had suddenly become everything to me, and wished with every breath in my body that I could take the pain away. Shoulder it for her.
    My wolf sat silent, his head bowed, as he too mourned her loss. Her pack would have been a part of our pack. To have never known them… He howled his anguish through the bond.
    Her breath ragged, she tilted her head up at me. Through watery eyes she stared. If it was true, and our eyes really were the windows to our souls, then I swear she was looking right at mine, through to the very core of me. And I could see hers. “I’m so, so sorry—”
    Snaking out a hand she grabbed my neck, tugging sharply, and sealed her lips to mine.
    I could taste the salt of her tears staining her mouth as she kissed me with desperate fury, licking and nibbling the lines of my mouth, her fingers digging into my neck, pulling me closer.
    With a growl I pressed closer, our kiss a dance of lips and teeth. Pressing her back against the floor, I carefully balanced above her, cupping her face in my hands, while I poured all my sorrow and lust into the kiss. Her mouth opened on a moan, to which I took full advantage of, spearing the moist cavern with my tongue, delving deep and finding hers. I had died and gone to the Mother of All! She tasted like sweet cinnamon cookies, and I wanted to lick all of the frosting…
    Her body shook beneath me, quaking with a desperation that matched my own. My cock strained in my jeans, hardened to the point of pain by the thick smell of her arousal that permeated the air, seeping into my pores.
    Take her… my wolf growled.
    No, I ground out. She’s still injured, I won’t—
    The air left my body in a whoosh as she kicked my legs out from under me, her lush body forming the perfect cushion for my landing. So soft, her frame cradled my harder one, molding itself to me in welcome. The plumpness of her breasts pressed against my chest, her nakedness a blessing I was going to forever be thankful for. I could feel her pussy, warm and inviting, through the denim enclosing my cock — the blasted denim that was preventing me from thrusting deep inside, taking her, claiming her. I rocked forward, the friction driving me crazy.
    She groaned, a throaty sound, her body pressing up against mine, accepting and wanting. Then she gasped — a sound of pain, not pleasure.
    Shit! I rolled off her quickly, kicking myself mentally. What the hell was I doing? She wasn’t healed yet…and I was grinding on her—
    “I’m fine, Adam. Stop beating yourself up. I just feel a little tender…” she said, blushing furiously.
    “Where? I didn’t get chance to, y’know, finish cleaning you up.” My turn to burn with embarrassment, as I remembered ogling her nakedness.
    “It hurts just…here,” she