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totaste the wind. To hunt. To feel the fear in you flow to the innocent creatures out there, to make them fear you .”
    Iona stopped squirming, her eyes going still. Eric read the hunger in her, the need to find a male, to mate in wild frenzy for days. Iona wasn’t stopped by a Collar. Her instincts would flow like fire. Untamed.
    Eric’s own need rose in response. He wanted to kiss that fire, to taste the freedom in her that was now only a memory to him.
    He nuzzled the line of her hair, already knowing her scent, already familiar with it.
    “I’ll take care of you,” he said. “You’ll become part of my pride, and I’ll look after you. Me and my sister and my son. We’ll take care of you from now on.”
    Iona’s glare returned. “I don’t want to be part of your pride. They’d put that Collar on me.” Her frenzied gaze went to the chain fused to Eric’s neck, the Celtic knot resting on his throat. “It’s painful, isn’t it? When the Collar goes on?”
    “Yes.” Eric couldn’t lie. He remembered the agony when the Collar had locked around his throat, every second of it, though it had been twenty years ago now. The Collars hurt anew whenever a Shifter’s violent nature rose within him—the Collar shocked so hard it knocked said Shifter flat on his ass for a while.
    “Why would you want me to experience that?” Iona asked. “You say you want to take care of me, but you want me to go through taking the Collar?”
    “No, I don’t.” And if Eric did things right, she wouldn’t have to wear a Collar, ever.
    The urge to take Iona far away, to hide her somewhere from prying eyes, to protect her from the world was making him crazy. Protect the mate was the instinct that drove all males.
    Eric caressed her wrists where he held them down. “If you don’t acknowledge the Shifter, if you don’t learn how to control what’s going on inside you, you’re going to go feral.”
    “Feral?” Her sable brows drew down. “What the hell does that mean?”
    “It means what it sounds like. The beast in you takes over,and you forget what it is to be human, even in your human form. You’ll live only to kill and to mate. You’ll start resenting your family for trying to keep you home. You’ll try to get away from them. You might even hurt them.”
    Iona looked stunned. “I’d never do that.”
    “You won’t mean to, but you will. You can keep them safe if you learn how to be Shifter and live with Shifters. I won’t let humans know anything about you until the Collar is on you and you’re ready.”
    “My point is that humans should never have to know I’m Shifter. No one’s ever suspected, but they will if an asshole Shifter keeps following me around.”
    Eric clamped down on her wrists, at the end of his patience. “If you go feral, they might not bother Collaring you. They’ll just shoot you like an animal, and your mother will go to prison for not reporting your existence. Is that really what you want?”
    He felt her fear reaction, but Iona kept up her glare. “I’m half-human. Won’t that keep me from going feral?”
    “Not necessarily. Sometimes the human side helps. Sometimes it doesn’t.”
    “I’m not giving up my entire life to live with you in a ghetto because you say I might go crazy,” Iona said. “I’ll risk it.”
    Eric growled. “I can’t let you go on living without protection.”
    Her eyes widened. “How do you plan to protect me? Abduct me and lock me in your house? What would the human police say to that?”
    Taking her home and keeping her there was exactly what Eric wanted to do. At any other time, he’d simply do it. Iona was getting out of control, and she needed help.
    But Shiftertown might not be the safest place for her at the moment, now that the idiot human government had decided—to save money—to shut down a northern Nevada Shiftertown and relocate all those Shifters to Eric’s Shiftertown. The humans, in their ignorance, had decided that the new