“Our people. If a guy wants to see you, he’ll have to request an audience with either me or one of my brothers first.”
“That’Il cut down the number of male patients I get.”
He offered a devilish smile.
She touched his face, then leaned over to kiss his lips. “Hmm, Darien, my dream lover. Make the dream come true again.”
“It already has, sweet Lelandi. It already has.”
With that, he swept her into their own private world, vowing to take her for a romp in the woods in their wolf states later that evening to fulfill Carol’s prediction that men and women dressed in wolf skins made love beneath the pale light of the moon.
The End