Reflections of the Wolf Read Free Page B

She had spent the last couple of hours having the situation explained and re-explained to her by Caroline and her two fiancés, but she still wasn’t sure she really got it all.
    They were half-human and half-wolf. They were werewolves. Legitimate, moon-loving werewolves. They kept it a secret for obvious reasons. The man that attacked her and Caroline was one as well and had a grudge against Devin. He planned to kill Caroline in order to kill Devin. Apparently wolves go a little bit nuts when their mates die, so if he killed off Caroline, he was pretty much guaranteed Devin would die as a side effect. Barton Diego was his name, and he was dead now, but Tina wasn’t very clear on who killed him or how. Devin explained to her that they called themselves The Gray Pack, and Devin was their leader. They had a permanent group of werewolves that was basically like their family, outside of Kansas City, but they all lived regular human lives and worked human jobs here in town. It was almost too much. She reached down and pinched her own thigh for the tenth time just to see if it was dream, but as it had the previous nine times, the sharp pain made her grimace.
    Caroline seemed to be madly in love with the identical twin werewolves and had wept and apologized to them profusely for not trusting them. She agreed to marry them and declared her love for them both the instant she regained consciousness after her fight with Diego, the newly deceased attacker. She had even already made a point to ask Tina to be her maid of honor. Tina had to laugh at that. Only Caroline would be planning her wedding details while a sexy werewolf fireman bandaged her injuries after a near-death experience. Real or not it is a lot to process in one night, she thought to herself.
    She watched as the man kneeling in front of her gently bandaged the bite wound on her arm. He was beautiful. He had short black hair, and icy-blue eyes that seemed to see more than she wanted him to. The glint of a gold ring in his eyebrow gave him a dangerous look, but his touch was so soft that she felt safe with him. His gaze seemed to burn her skin when he looked at her, and she was having trouble thinking straight. This was Liam Gray. He was a cousin, and firefighter with Caroline’s men, and she couldn’t shake off the memory of their first interaction by phone. He had flirted with her then, causing her to blush, and it was damned hard to make her blush.
    “Thank you, Liam.” she said to him. He paused, and looked up meeting her eyes.
    “You’re welcome. Are you in pain?” he asked. His voice was a deep baritone that rumbled through her, causing her insides to quiver.
    “No. Just shaken up a bit. Not every day a girl participates in an epic wolf battle.” She laughed and stretched her back muscles, trying to ease the ache there. The heat that flared in his eyes as he watched her sinuous moves made her nipples ache. She swallowed hard and squeezed her thighs together.
    “We don’t usually allow humans to see us in wolf form, but I guess this falls under collateral damage,” he said, shaking his head and looking back to where he was taping the gauze to her arm.
    “Collateral damage? Hmm, just what every woman wants to be. Well thanks for the Band-Aid, but I think I need to go over and check on Caroline.” She pulled away from him, trying to stand. Her legs shook, and her stomach tumbled. She put her hand to her forehead, trying to calm the nausea the sudden movement caused.
    “Caroline is fine. She is with her mates now, and they will take very good care of her. You need to rest for a little while. Please, let me take care of you,” he said, putting one hand lightly on her hip while he tipped her chin up with the other, forcing her to look at him.
    “I can take care of me without help, hotshot. Thanks. I need to go back in the house and clean up the mess. There was blood and guts everywhere. I think I need to take an aspirin, too.” She didn’t pull away from