Wolf's Bane
being manipulated but I could do little to guard against it.  My emotions were in control now.
    “Excellent,” Gerard said and offered me his arm.  I slipped my arm into his and let him lead me to the front door, right past Yeager and Sophia but I refused to look at them.  I decided Yeager needed a bit of his own medicine.  Gerard and I walked out the door, onto the porch and then into the night.  “How long have you and...what’s his name, Yeager is it, been together?” he asked me.
    “Since July,” I replied abruptly.
    “Not long at all.  He’s much older than you.  How did you meet him?” Gerard observed.
    “Yes, he’s older.  We met at...well, it’s a long story,” I said.
    “We’re not in a hurry, are we?  We are of the same kind.  There are relatively few of us.  We should know one another,” he told me.  I guess that made sense so I told him the story.
    “He found me when I was only twelve.  He knew I was his mate but I was too young.  Then, this last summer he returned but things got complicated and, well long story short, I came to accept what he had told me and then discovered I was a shifter too,” I said.  Gerard stroked his beard.
    “You mean, Dolan, of course,” Gerard replied, referring to the complication I spoke of, and I was only mildly surprised he knew.
    “Yes,” was all I said.  I didn’t want to delve into that part of my story.
    “I’m sorry.  I knew him.  He was a rogue and rather uncivilized but I know he was your half-brother.  My condolences,” Gerard said warmly.  He seemed sincere enough.
    Thank you but I barely knew him and after what he tried to do, I don’t really consider him my brother,” I told him.  He mulled that over for a moment and then Gerard surprised me.
    “You’re a beautiful woman, Cassie, but I sense you’re very strong as well.  You’re a magnificent woman and from what I hear a surprisingly beautiful wolf,” he told me.  I blushed despite myself.
    “I’m just a girl,” I said.  Gerard smiled again and pat my hand with his as we walked.
    “You’re much more than that,” he said, then stopped and turned to face me.  He gazed into my eyes for a moment but then his hands cupped my face and he kissed me.  Electricity coursed through me.  Just like when Dolan kissed me, just like when Yeager kissed me.  The kiss of a shifter that went right to my core.  I melted as this man slipped his tongue into my mouth.  I didn’t resist; I let it happen.  I told myself that Yeager deserved it for flirting with that redhead, Sophia.  Then Gerard pulled away and I felt my knees go weak.
    “I’m sorry.  I couldn’t resist.  My God, do you know how important you are, Cassie?  Do you know how revered you are among our kind?  You’re the answer to everything.  I find myself attracted to you because of that but even more so because you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on,” he told me as he touched my shock of white hair.  I’d barely recovered from his kiss before he hit me with all of that and together they had me off balance.  Inside, I knew Violet was behind it, that she and Gerard were manipulating me, but I ignored that and let my emotions rule me.
    ~~O~~
    Edie had drifted away as Sophia engaged Yeager.  What was he doing, she wondered.  Sophia was pretty but she was so transparently phony.  Besides, Cassie was his mate.  Then Edie looked about and discovered Cassie was gone.  Where had she run off to, Edie asked herself.  Edie sighed and quietly wandered upstairs to her room.  It wasn’t anything that she could put her finger on but suddenly things weren’t right.  Even Edie could see that.
    She slipped out of the dress, glad to be free of the feminine garb.  How she hated dresses and skirts.  They just felt unnatural.  Edie undressed to her panties and then looked through her bag, found a sleep shirt and slipped it on.  She also grabbed a

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