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agrees, I’ll text you her information and send yours to her.”
    Per nodded. “Excellent. If she isn’t interested, please have someone else for me as soon as possible. I have to put
on a good face for this reception.”
    “I’ll arrange it. Predator-Match.com
guarantees satisfaction.”
    “I’ll keep that in mind.”
    “May I ask you something?”
    He nodded.
    “What is your accent?”
    “I was born in Sweden. My family pack lives there, but I immigrated when I was in my
early twenties.”
    “May I ask why?”
    “I was a foreign exchange student
when I was in high school. I liked it here so I came to stay.”
    Serena got the feeling there was
more to it than that, but this was one area she didn’t feel she could pry
about. He had the “off limits” neon sign glowing strongly. Serena rose and
walked around the desk to shake the doctor’s hand.
    “I’ll have some information for you
by the end of the day.”
    “I’ll await a text from you. I
should be free to meet with her tomorrow evening for dinner as I don’t expect
to be on call.”
    Serena nodded. “I’ll be in touch.”
    She walked him out, only letting the
grin escape after the elevator doors closed behind him. He was their last
appointment, so now she could contact Yohana with
news. Yo should be very pleased. Serena was.

Chapter Two
     
    “Damn,” Yohana muttered as she stared at herself in the mirror. A date. She was going on a date and she was nervous as hell. When Serena had called, it
seemed like a miracle—a male exactly in the mold of what she wanted. But now
she was scared. What if he didn’t want her? Unless he was an abusive troll,
she’d probably take him, but males were more visual. They Mated for looks as much as compatibility. Yohana stared at
herself as if she were a male.
    She was wearing a cocktail dress
she’d picked up at Lady Cyn fashions in a size that
actually fit her. It was a deep-wine-red silk with an off-the-shoulder
sweetheart neckline that dipped to a vee in back. It
hugged her large breasts, flaring at her waist. It looked like something
Rosemary Clooney might have worn in the early fifties. She spun in the dress,
examining all views. Yo decided she looked good. This
dress made her look like a Female , with a capital F.
    Yo bought matching intimate apparel so her bra, panties and
garter belt were the same rich wine-red as the dress. She’d splurged on silk
stockings and her one weakness…seriously hot shoes. She couldn’t resist a pair
of gorgeous shoes and these heels set the dress off to perfection. Her date had
better be as tall as Serena claimed, because in these shoes, Yohana stood six foot three. Yo knew he would never see the lingerie, but at least she knew it was there. She
felt more feminine when she dressed pretty.
    She took a deep breath in an attempt
to calm herself, but it didn’t really help. She hadn’t been able to concentrate
at all on the pack business sitting on her desk since her visit to the city
yesterday. When Serena had called about this male, Dr. Per Goldwolf , Yo had reviewed
his basic profile. He was perfect…on paper.
    It wasn’t until this morning, with a
date scheduled tonight, that Serena sent her his picture. He was a stunner.
Amazing long blond hair and piercing eyes, all of which made her nervous. Yo had been set up on blind dates with males who turned out
to be as pretty as Per , but the dates were unmitigated
disasters. The males took one look at her, with her hawkish nose, broad
shoulders and abundant curves, and their smiles had become stiff and forced.
They ran away at the first opportunity. At least tonight, Per would have seen her picture prior to the date, so he’d know what he was
getting. She didn’t want another disappointment.
    Yohana understood her pack’s concern about her lack of Mate, but
she didn’t need the hassle right now. It was proving to be a distraction when
she should be focused on getting the pack running smoothly and she needed to be
able to