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dangerous for them out on the streets, where the stupid humans of the city didn’t understand how amazing they were. But she wasn’t the kind of girl who could go to a shifter bar and meet someone there—she wouldn’t make it two feet inside the door. That left her with coming into work every day and watching other people live her dream life. Putting herself in the WildLove database seemed like the perfect fix… but it wasn’t until she saw Noah Wilding’s profile pop up that she had actually gone through with it.
    You’re not a stalker, she told herself, although she was sure it would look that way to anyone peering in on her all-too-boring life. She followed all the news about any shifters—Noah and the Wilding pack had just been in the news a lot, so she knew all about him. The fact that he was outed by the hate group. The fact that he had served in Afghanistan. The horrible fact that his father was the disgraced Colonel Wilding, the man in charge of those terrible experiments that had been performed on shifters and exposed by Grace Krepky, the new openly-shifter candidate for the House of Representatives. It was about time shifters had a representative in the government! Emily knew that for sure.
    But it was the heartbreaking story about Noah being released from the experiments performed by his own father, going back overseas to serve his country in Afghanistan, only to come home again because his pack was being threatened that had captured her imagination. It was tragic and horrible and everything that made shifters and their packs brave and amazing. The magical bond they had tied them together stronger even than blood—and that was part of what she loved about them. Much more so than some of the humans she had encountered in her life, especially her supposed “family” who never protected her.
    Not like she needed. Not when she needed it.
    She pushed away those thoughts and brought up Noah’s profile. He was insanely hot, just like all the shifter men—dreamy brown eyes, broad shoulders with all those shifter muscles. It was no random swipe that had brought up “Emily Richards” on his WildLove app. It had been easy to force the algorithms to make her profile come up while he was online, as well as keep the other excessively gorgeous female choices from showing, but there was no way she could make him actually swipe right for her. In fact, she had been certain he wouldn’t. After all, she couldn’t even bring herself to do one of those super-sexy poses the women on WildLove all seemed to have—makeup that oozed sex appeal and clothes they were practically spilling out of. Emily figured she had no chance against that. She was doing good to quickly paste in a picture from the company picnic last summer and upload before she lost her nerve.
    But then he did swipe right for her. And suddenly her life was on fire with potential.
    Right away, Noah had messaged her, asking for her number on the secure chat line. After several small heart attacks, she had worked up the courage to reply. WildLove was a hookup app, but sometimes people set up coffee dates first, maybe in public settings if they were worried. But most human females were on the app precisely because they want a wild time, not a boyfriend. And the shifters were also there for only one thing… and it wasn’t to look for a mate. Most WildLovers went straight for a time and a place for the hookup. Noah was really sweet and funny in chat, but he quickly got down to business, and they had agreed to meet at that sleazy motel… and then the whole thing had turned into a disaster.
    Even worse—if her boss found out, Emily would be fired in two seconds flat.
    With her tech skills, she could make it all disappear—there would be no evidence of any hookup between “Emily Richards” and Noah Wilding. But then she realized, she couldn’t, not with how things went down. Her boss was sure to find out a shifter had been shot at a WildLove hookup. How could