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The next morning Gareth pulled his mate’s slack, but very warm body over his. Damn it. He didn’t even feed her last night. It was a wonder Brandi wasn’t more ill. It was definitely a wonder he hadn’t damaged her. He hoped her nanos could handle him because he already wanted her again.
Brandi groaned against his shoulder. “What time is it? Do we have to get up?”
“It’s 0-cat-thirty. Don’t you smell them?” Gareth asked.
Brandi sniffed the air. Her stomach growled when she thought she smelled food. Did wolves eat panthers? Yuck.
She laid her head back down on Gareth’s chest. She was starved but too tired to eat. Her body ached and it was the first time she’d felt true discomfort since her conversion. Gareth had obviously outpaced the nanos last night in his use of her. She felt his ere
