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covered a
good amount of land before he decided to turn back, which meant one
thing. She’d followed them when they’d taken off after the
leopards. This time Ayden didn’t need to push his senses to locate
her.
    He turned, looking up the incline and taking
in the female who stood frozen, very aware she’d been discovered.
She’d obviously run after them and now stood not too far back up
the mountain.
    There was no one else anywhere nearby. Even
Anthony and Georgie’s scent disappeared when a new breeze blew in
around him and the female. It was the only reason Ayden remained
standing where he was, allowing him a moment to take in the
beautiful creature staring back at him. Because he knew what she
was.
    This female was a Malta werewolf.
    It dawned on him that the leopards had
actually been trying to do the Cariboo lunewulf a favor.
They probably had no desire to run as far into Cariboo territory as
they had, but felt honor bound to do so. It was law among all
breeds of werewolves and agreed upon by all species on the planet
that any Malta werewolf was to be killed on sight.
    The breed had been genetically altered by
some insane pack leader when the breed had lived on the island of
Malta. He’d never bothered to sniff out all the howlings about
Malta werewolves, nor was he even sure exactly where Malta was. He
knew about as much as anyone. The general consensus was that they
were dangerous, unstable, and he’d thought until a moment ago,
pretty much extinct.
    This enticing beauty, with her silky long,
satiny-black coat, and a slender, yet incredibly fine-tuned body,
damn near had Ayden forgetting how to breathe. For someone despised
by all species on earth, the female held herself with regal
dignity, with an air of elegance about her that made his dick
harder than when he’d initially sniffed her out.
    Ayden stared into her erotic looking,
almond-shaped eyes. He knew he was imagining things but swore he
saw pain there. He guessed she might be a tortured soul if her kind
was supposed to be extinct. She held her head high and didn’t move.
The breeze caused her coat to ripple like water in the middle of
night. He’d sniffed out some incredibly hot females in his time,
but none compared to the bitch staring back at him right now.
    She stood taller than a lunewulf bitch
but didn’t have the same muscle tone a Cariboo bitch normally had.
He wouldn’t call her skinny, but she was thin. There was no telling
how long she’d been on the run, or for how long she’d remained in
her fur. Again he was sure he imagined it when it seemed she
wavered, as if exhaustion settled in and prevented her from running
any further.
    The sudden sound of barking and paws bounding
through the snow startled both of them. The Malta bitch noticeably
jumped and shot her attention down the mountain. Ayden looked over
his shoulder. Anthony and Georgie were returning and they weren’t
being quiet about it. They were leaping through the snow and
barking as if they were actually capable of carrying on a
conversation in their fur.
    His littermate and cousin sometimes had
terrible timing. Ayden knew the law as well as any werewolf. When
it came to Malta werewolves there were no gray areas. They would
have to kill the female. Ayden didn’t know the exact reasoning
behind the law but had heard it howled that the breed had the
ability to make things move without touching them. Staring at this
erotic creature made it all seem a bit too farfetched to smell
right.
    The moment Anthony and Georgie saw the female
though, none of them would have a choice. They too would understand
why leopards had run into their territory. All three of them would
be required by law to kill her.
    Ayden returned his attention to the Malta
bitch. He wasn’t given the opportunity to decide how best to handle
this situation. He stared where she’d been standing. The female was
gone.
     
     

Chapter
Two
     
    Magda Keller stretched out in the room-sized
cave she’d found. The