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jeans and a sweatshirt. Damien looked at the clothes and gave a
long suffering sigh. Kenyon wouldn t know fashion if it hit him in
the face. If he could get away with jeans and flannel shirts in court,
that s what he d wear.
I need shoes and socks, too. Damien told him while he
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pulled on the clothes he d been given. It would have been nice if
Kenyon had thought of underwear, but that didn t appear to be a
fashion accessory for the Hawk. Damien carefully eased the steel
trap around his cock as he zipped the fly and adjusted himself until
he was comfortable. Or at least, as comfortable as he was going to
be in Kenyon s clothes.
You could have shifted, it would have been faster, Kenyon
drawled.
Damien glared at the Hawk. Right, and have some idiot call
the cops because they saw a feral dog? Now that would be smart.
It would be a bit easier for a hawk to shift and get out of here
with none the wiser, but Chase and I would create hysteria in the
streets. Damien shook his head.
Oh& right. You poor, pathetic landlubbers. Kenyon shrugged
with little concern, hiding his smile.
Better a landlubber than an airhead. Chase elbowed Kenyon
nearly knocking him over. The bear rarely pulled a punch with
another male, regardless of species.
Gentlemen, while I enjoy the Stooges as much as the next
man, your entertainment value is rapidly deteriorating.
Kenyon rolled his ice blue eyes at the Bear and they turned
their gazes back to Damien.
So how are you going to find her? Chase asked him.
Damien opened his mouth to respond, and found he had
nothing to say. He could probably scent her for a while, but he
was willing to bet that she d made a run for it. He might be able to
track her back to her office, possibly even to her home, but he was
sure she wouldn t stay there.
Damn, I m not sure.
Chase sighed at his stupidity. She obviously marked you.
He nodded at the scabbed over wound on Damien s shoulder. By
the way, put on a shirt, will you? Females pant for you but the
chest really doesn t do anything for me. I ve seen it before.
Damien grabbed the sweatshirt and pulled it on. He looked
at the front. It was a picture of Pikes Peak and the caption read,
Rocky Mountain High. He sighed. He had to go home and get
changed before the bad taste rubbed off.
So what s your point, Chase?
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Knowing you, and I do, you marked her, too. Right?
Damien nodded.
She s your True Mate?
True Mate? Whoa& . Kenyon whistled.
Yes, she is. Cut to the chase& Chase.
Just for that, I ll let you figure it out.
Just spit it out, Bear!
If you marked each other and you re True Mates, you re
going to start sensing each other. Feel each others emotions . . .
thoughts. If you focus, you ll know exactly where your Bitch is. If
you re very lucky, she won t realize what s happening and you ll
get to her before she starts focusing on you.
Damien smiled, then he grinned, then started to laugh. She
was so screwed and she didn t even know it! He was going to find
her and when he did, he was going to make sure she never left him
again!
How do I do this?
Chase shrugged at his question. I haven t found my True
Mate, either, you know, but I know my parents never had to talk
about anything. They would just stare at each other, then look at
us cubs, and there d be hell to pay.
Damien tried to reach out for her and picked up a flash of
an image. She was grabbing clothes out of drawers and throwing
things on a bed. He could see that she was packing an overnight
bag. She seemed a little frantic, almost scared. He frowned as the
image slipped away. She shouldn t be scared of him. Damn it, he
didn t want that!!!
Unpleasant thoughts? Kenyon s deep mellow voice brought
him back to reality.
Shit. She seemed scared. I don t want my Mate scared of
me! Damien scowled.
It must have been some seriously hot sex. I ve known females
that can t deal with the aftermath of hot sex. They get all freaked
out and run off, Chase assured him.
Damien cocked his head and thought about Chase s observation.
Could it be the intensity of their mating she was frightened of,
or was it him? He focused on Serena again. She seemed to be
done packing and was staring around the bedroom lost in thought.
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He tried to focus on what she was feeling. Confusion, he could
definitely feel that. Desire, she was blushing and he knew she was
thinking about him. He waited to see if she would realize he was
connected with her. She didn t. She licked her lips, but then shook
her head. Again he felt a wash of fear from her.
Fuck! Maybe it was the sex that was freaking her out. Yet,
it didn t feel like it was sex that scared her. It seemed like there
was something significant about sex with him that was the issue,
but he d only caught the edge of it. He reached for her again. She
grabbed a purse and went through the front door. She locked it
and headed for her car. He could feel a driving need in her to go
home and talk to her mother. Somehow, her mother could explain
everything.
He blinked as he felt himself shoved from her thoughts. He
reached again but found she d blocked him. Had she realized? No,
there hadn t been anything like that in her thoughts. He realized
that she had focused on driving and that had pushed him away
from her. All he had to do was give her some time to get out of
the city, and he could find her again. In the meantime, he could
probably look up the Goldwolf family on his computer and find
out where they lived and follow her home.
I know that look. He s got something. Kenyon nudged
Chase.
She s going home to her mother, Damien told them absently
as he sat down at his desk and started his computer. He drummed
his fingers as he waited for it to load.
She has sex with you and then goes home to her mother?
Chase hooted with laughter. Damien shot him a death look, but
Chase only said, Don t threaten me, boyo. You d need your
whole pack to take me out.
Damien growled, and shook his head in disgust. He focused
on the computer and pulled up the internet to start his search for an
address. He kept running into blind alleys. He found a link, then it
would be nothing or it would be broken. He wished Rosalie was
here to do this searching, she was much better at this kind of shit.
She always told him that she was underpaid and underappreciated,
but cousins are supposed to say that. Apparently, she was correct.
Just when he was ready to throw the computer across the room, he
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got a hit. He found an address out in the middle of nowhere for a
Dr. Quinn Goldwolf. When he found a listing at the same address
for a slew of other Goldwolfs, including Andrew and Ginger, he
knew he d found her lair. He just knew at gut level that Andrew
and Ginger were Serena s parents.
He leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes. She had
relaxed and her mind let him find his way back. He winced. She
was singing along to John Denver s Rocky Mountain High . She
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