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it. He wanted to shake her awake, vent his worry and demand explanations. He knew what the marriage to Alex has cost her, knew she was afraid to trust and risk her heart. Just as she knew what a mate bond meant to a werewolf.
    He frowned. Of course she didn’t really know what it meant to them . He heard a rustle of clothes and looked to up to saw Lawe stripping.
    Instead of getting into bed, he stepped towards the door. Rule didn’t ask but cocked his head in question.
    “I need to run,” he said softly.
    Rule nodded and stood. He did too. After removing his clothes, he
    dropped them onto one of the two big plush armchairs in the room. With a last long look at Abby, he followed his twin into the hall. It was only a few feet long and led into a big living room, which opened to an airy kitchen. He paused to lock the front door and chuckled before the kitchen door. There was a swinging doggie door at the bottom that could be latched on the inside. Lawe shrugged, pulled the lock open and shifted.
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    urge to howl.
    Instead, he ran.
    Lawe returned to the house long before exhaustion overcame Rule.
    He didn’t shift when he reentered the cabin, just padded softly after her scent down the hall. Lawe was in bed, his arm wrapped around Abby’s waist and holding her pressed close. If it had been possible, the wolf would have sighed. He’d have to wait for his own turn. Thwarted in what he most wanted, he jumped up on the bed, curled up at the bottom, and settled for sleep.

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    She left with no purpose, no destination, in mind. North. Just north.
    Confusion had driven her out, but eventually the anger set in. At Alex.
    Herself. Rule and Lawe. Still she drove. Always north. As if the truck knew, even if she didn’t, where she was going. She finally realized when she hit Chattanooga where that was and took the road east that led into the lands of the Appalachian pack and one threesome in particular.
    The last time she’d been here was a school holiday with one of her
    college roommates. She remembered the winding road that led to the Alpha’s home, and Lawe had told her about the Williamson twins, that their house was on the same turn off a half‐mile down the mountain. And of course, everyone knew they’d found their mate at Christmas. It was considered a good omen to bond on a Christmas full moon. The story had spread fast.
    The reason for the relentless drive north crystallized in her mind.
    She needed to know how this worked. How a woman could learn to trust, even love, two men. How she coped with double the dominance.
    Abby arrived early in the morning after a night of no sleep, unsure
    of how she would to explain her presence. Explanations were unnecessary as it turned out.
    She turned the ignition off and twisted to step down from the truck
    only to find herself lifted out by one of the most gorgeous men she’d ever seen. He had white blond hair that brushed his shoulders. He set her feet 55

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    on the ground and took a quick step back, then was joined by his brother.
    The other twin could only be differentiated by his military‐short hair. The one with long hair spoke first.
    “Where are Rule and Lawe? I can’t believe they let you travel this
    far alone.”
    There was censure in his voice. Her stomach somersaulted. Of course, they’d pick up the twins’ scents on her, notice the bite marks on her neck. She bit her lip, wondering how to proceed, but was again saved the trouble.
    “Why don’t you guys let her come in? No point in carrying on in the front yard.”
    She looked past them to see a hugely pregnant woman standing on
    the front porch, arms crossed over her chest, glaring at the twins. They both froze for half a second then smiled at the woman waiting for them and let Abby enter the house. She followed through a big living area and into the kitchen where