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Holden nodded “I’ll keep Capriccio safe from the storm”

“Thanks”

“There will be other coets better”

“I’ll go through the test oneto herself “Start the music”

Emma mounted Capriccio and entered the arena as theand war on his freestyle combinations Just to be on the safe side, she double-checked the area as she rode

She saw no one but trainers and a few riders by the stables Wait There A talla cap stood next to an euard shot up He was out of place Black leather coat, wool cap, and dark glasses You have to be kidding me He could play the role of some Cold War Russian spy Too obvious to be an assassin Although by the look of his large fraht Rylee said she’d send an agent, but didn’t specify whether male or female Could Boris be lycan? All she kneas her lycan contact’s code naer They were supposed to meet at a café in Woodside at three pm Not here Rylee had a sense of hu back Cloak She stared at the mysterious man Who was he?

A Jack Russell terrier ran to the ’s owner, a rider she knew froland, chatted with hiood looks, a lover Casanova rather than Boris

She ignored thehi threatened, she went through the dressage test Once she finished, she’d give Rylee a quick call This business of taking over her father’s job as Mr H, the designated huained for Was there a way out? She actually enjoyed being a field agent for the CIA Then again, she looked forward to finally working with the lycans

Nik fixed his gaze on the beautiful equestrian with the sexiest ass he’d ever seen Eachyanked out of Prague to bring back the new Ms H had ruined his plan to follow a lead to an escaped criminal she-wolf, but to see this wo loss Rylee didn’t describe Emma York, only that she would meet him at the café and wear a red sweater and cap Cricket’s idea Not surprised The runt had a quirky sense of humor

The British woman, Sarah, held her terrier and s the horse “Good form”

“Very good forrinned “Never have I wanted to be horse until now,” he muttered in his heavy Russian accent She could ride hi like his as

“I meant Capriccio, the horse, but yes her, too”

“Who is she?”

“That’s Andrea Fulton”

His enthusiased Not Emma York He wouldn’t be so lucky But why not learn more about Andrea? “She looks like she was born in the saddle” He shook his head and returned his attention to Andrea “Ride them cowboy”