Half Wolf. Linda Thomas-Sundstrom

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      “Now isn’t the time to taunt them.” Kaitlin hated every heart-stopping second of this confrontation and formulated a plan to move to another city if she got out of this with her life and limbs intact. She would take her family with her.

      Not sure if she could handle another vampire sighting, she made a pact with herself to finish her thesis elsewhere. To hell with it. To hell with Michael, werewolves and...

      “Vampires,” Michael said, finishing her internal remark as he, Rena and the other Were in the pack approached.

      Kaitlin spun to look at them with her heart hammering. Cade remained motionless enough to have been turned to stone, his laser-like gaze hovering on that spot in the distance.

      “Didn’t trust me?” he said to Michael over his shoulder.

      “Finished early,” Michael returned. “Nothing else to do, so we thought we’d join you.”

      “Everyone likes company,” Cade said.

      Kaitlin’s attention was on Michael. In human form and completely naked, he was breathtaking. His tarnished bronze skin glowed with a hint of perspiration. He looked like a shaft of moonlight carved into solid form. Without clothes, he seemed not quite as human, and twice as formidable. When confronted with all that pulsing, molded muscle, even she wanted to get out of his way.