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The run helped a little, but Glory was still restless by the ti back to human, she stretched, dressed, started her car, and drove back to town

It was only eleven, and Glory wasn’t ready to go ho streets until she found a bar she occasionally visited on the outskirts of town The bar wasn’t a Shifter hangout, but when a woman was six feet tall with a well-packed body and blond hair, the clientele seemed happy to accept her Now that the shooters had been driven off it was a relatively safe place where she could sit and brood

She believed in its safety until she walked out to her car again two hours later, which she’d parked at the edge of the lot A human male stepped out of the dark, shot her twice in the torso, and disappeared again

Glory’s Collar sparked as she instinctively tried to attack, but all feeling left her limbs, and she slid down the side of her car in a ravel cutting into her face

As she lay there bleeding, dying, she felt great regret that she’d never see Dylan again She’d never be able to apologize for her stupid pride, which had ive her That giving had cost him dearly, and Glory had thrown it back in his face

A wolf scent canized the scent, which surprised her Before she could form either hope or fear, the Lupine, in wolf form, walked up to her and sniffed her face

CHAPTER TWENTY

"You’ve never been inside a grocery store, love?" Sean asked Andrea "What, never ever? You’re rand experience"

Andrea gazed at the vinyl-tiled aisles stretching away froo on forever, they were filled with shelves upon shelves of boxes, cans, bags, and jars that all looked alike "How is anyone supposed to find anything?"

Sean leaned on the handles of a wire cart, a luscious ure out where they put the things you like"

"I thought you handed a list to someone, and they found the food for you"

"That was the old days The village grocer would get in what he knew you liked and make up an order for you, in his friendly little shop on the high street"

"Even for Shifters?"

Sean shrugged "Back in Ireland, no one, supposedly, believed in Shifters, but ere the best custorateful for the sacks of flour and salt and the coffee our village et in We hunted a bit et rabbit in a tin, well, it changed our lives"

Andrea studied his straight face "You are so full of shit"