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She raced into the bedrooh the peephole of her front door, she saw no one Wrong house?

A black sedan sat farther down the dead-end street All of the houses backed up on ten-acre lots, with a half acre between homes, so they had a lot of privacy She couldn’t see if anyone sat in the vehicle, and she didn’t recognize the car

To be on the safe side, she went into the kitchen and locked her wolf door so no one could get in when she least expected it The coyote she’d seen would knohere she lived once he tracked her scent

Chapter 15

Expecting a snowstorroceries to tide her over The clouds had rolled in, white, voluminous, and filled with snow She’d seen the weather reports, felt the change in the air pressure, and could s snow in the wind currents If what she predicted would happen, they’d be in a whiteout by nightfall

On the way to the grocery store, she spied a big sale sign in theat a small butcher shop that she’d never visited before: Rib-eye steaks 20 percent off!

When she walked into the butcher shop, the strange scent of cat threw her The odor bothered her because her first thought was that the butcher had supplemented his meat products with cat Then she realized the smell was that of a couple of live cats Feral She would have sworn they were big cats, as in the predator-in-the-mountains type The butcher couldn’t have had house cats or any other variety in the store, though, not when he sold food

After buying theover the cat-scentthe shop behind her She’d heard their footsteps, but their arrival hadn’t registered as anything sinister Until they quicklyin her space The distinctive sression surrounded her all at once

Before she could object to their close proximity, one of the un against her ribs "Don’tto be her lover, to her chagrin

The butcher shly annoyed Even wolfishly dangerous, if anyone had knohat she was

"You got the sale steaks, I see, honey," the ainst her side said, otten e"

She opened her rip around her shoulder, warning her not to say a word He nodded to the butcher and added, "Thanks"

Noas she to do?

The article she’d written caine anyone kidnapping or killing her over it Then she wondered if Uncle Quinton had found her that fast Why go after her at a butcher shop? Why not when she was in her home? Alone?

The three men escorted her outside to a black vehicle with dark-tinted s--the sa as her lover attempted to force her into the backseat

"You’vethe gun She grabbed the car frame, not about to let him shove her inside That could be the end of her