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Ollie glanced over at me. “Mark?”

I groaned and got to my feet. Why not? I unbuttoned my shirt and kicked off my shoes. “If she freaks out or passes out, this is on you, Ollie.”

I glanced at Lexie, who was staring at my bare chest. “You ready?”

She nodded. “Yes, please.”

I sighed. “Okay. But number one, don’t forget that I’m still me. I’m not going to bite you or attack you, or anything dumb, okay?”

Her mouth tightened, but she nodded again.

“And number two.” I threw my shirt onto the couch next to Ollie, and prepared my wolf to rise up into my flesh. It wasn’t difficult to call him forth as he was never far away, especially when Lexie was around. “Don’t forget you asked for this.”

Chapter 9

LEXIE

I wasn’t sure why I was humoring these two. They were obviously insane. I should be running for the door, straight back to my tiny apartment and locking myself in tight.

But I didn’t feel afraid. I couldn’t explain it, but instead of fear, or annoyance at being lied to, a growing excitement deep inside me began to spread outward from my belly.

I suspected the feeling was amplified at the sight of Markus’s naked chest.

Jeezus... wow.

Markus was a god. I’d never seen a man that sculpted, that perfect, that beautiful in real life.

But then, right before my eyes, he started to change. I kept blinking, trying to clear my vision, but it made no difference. His features became sharper, hairier, then he was shrinking in size. Down to the ground, on all fours like a... “Oh. My. God.”

I didn’t move. I couldn’t, even if I wanted to. Adrenaline zinged along my arms and legs, making my heart pound, but my butt seemed rooted to the spot. Would my suddenly shaking legs even hold me up if I jumped to my feet and tried to run? My gaze shot to the front door. Would I make it?

There was a wolf inside the house. A beautiful, terrifying wolf.

“Lexie? It’s okay. It’s still Markus. He won’t hurt you, I promise. Lexie? Are you all right?” Ollie spoke from beside me, and I managed to turn and look at him, gulping down the fear that held my breath in tight.

“That’s... Markus?”

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