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Author: Amy Ruttan
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mark her as his own. Cassandra was everything he thought he wanted. She was the kind of mate his father would’ve wanted for him.
    She was blonde, blue-eyed, with creamy-white skin—an innocent. Her family was high up in the clan and she was also in heat, but he felt nothing.
    His cock had a mind of its own lately and he got hard at the most awkward times. The worst thing about it, he couldn’t release. No matter how much he jerked off.
    His release, like his shifting, was stuck in neutral.
    Standing here in the shower, he was as hard as anything. He braced one arm against the tile backsplash. Rivulets of almost scalding hot water ran down his back. Jared closed his eyes and tired to the picture the face of Cassandra, but it was not her face he could see.
    The face he saw was blurred, but he was aware of long black hair the color of midnight, her skin copper and the scent of green tea thick in the air. There was an aura of power surrounding her, something he couldn’t quite put his finger on but it made the trapped bear inside of him growl with the need to release.
    Her body was lithe, her muscles taut. She was a warrior, this mystery woman who had been haunting his dreams since his return to Winnipeg.
    Dark eyes briefly came into focus, sparkling like obsidian in brilliant sunshine. She beckoned him closer as she lay down on a fluffy white bed and spread her thighs, her sex glistening, moist, pink.
    “Fuck,” he cursed as he gripped his cock, wrapping his hand around it. It pulsed under his fingers and he began to pump up and down the length of it.
    God he wanted to come so bad.
    He wanted to shift so bad.
    The bear inside him roared and he increased the tempos of his strokes, paying close attention to the underside of his head, trying to work an orgasm. His balls tightened and pressure pressed against his lower back, but nothing happened. Over and over he came to the brink. Jared was poised and ready to jump, only he couldn’t. He was so close to climaxing, his blood rushing like fire through his veins.
    The scent of the mystery woman was stronger and instinctively he knew the only way he could release was to thrust his cock into her tight pussy.
    Only she was just a figment of his imagination. She wasn’t real.
    “Fuck,” he roared and then slammed his fist against the frosted glass doors in frustration, shattering it. Blood gushed from his hand. He stepped over the broken glass and blindly grabbed a towel, wrapping it around his hand to stanch the flow of blood. As he tied it off there was a gasp of surprise and the voice was distinctly female, it was followed by shuffling and the thud of the door closing.
    Jared’s head snapped up. The scent of that woman he’d been dreaming of was heavy in the air. Like his figment had materialized. It was clinging to the tendrils of steam from his shower.
    He turned off the water and headed straight for the bathroom door, leaving a trail of water behind him. All he could do was follow the enticing scent of that intoxicating perfume.
    Jared flung open the door. He was pissed someone had invaded his privacy, but he had to know where that smell came from. The perfume that drove his inner beast. “What in the name of…?” He lost track of what he was going to say when he caught sight of the beautiful human female bracing herself against the elevator doors.
    It was the woman he had pictured countless times, only more in focus.
    His instincts told him—screamed at him—that this was her.
    Her scent carried her fear and he could see her pulse point pounding at the base of her throat. Her dark eyes were wide, her pink lips formed a perfect O of shock and his bear growled inside like thunder rolling, loud and clear.
    This was the female his inner bear wanted, this human.
    Human?
    Jared took a step back. She was human. He couldn’t have her as a mate. His mate was chosen. The chief had to have someone pure-blooded.
    The bear growled again, displeased.
    He wanted her.
    Jared

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