Lords of the Were
Chapter One
We work up an appetite when we run in our fur." The deep voice at Allie's ear made her jump,
though she instantly recognized Rafe's warm presence behind her. Still buttoning his shirt, he
sniffed appreciatively at the food.
A moment later he was joined by Tim, whose eyes snapped fire as he looked down at Allie.
Surprisingly, he seemed less angry than he'd been before and had a few scratches on his face that
needed tending. She couldn't draw her eyes away from the drying blood on his cheek and before
she realized quite what she was doing, she'd taken Tim by the hand and was leading him down the
hall toward the small bathroom.
"Where are we going?" Tim's voice was tinged with a surprising humor she hadn't yet seen in him.
"You're hurt."
She'd been up all night and perhaps that's why she thought it should be obvious to him that if he
were hurt, she would care for his injuries. It seemed perfectly logical in her tired mind, though later
she would admit she hadn't been thinking clearly from the moment she saw the twins in that sacred
circle the night before.
Tim tugged ... read full excerpt from Lords of the Were ebook
