I'll tell you in a few minutes. Don't worry, Illy.

"You look as if you are ready to jump out of your d.a.m.n skin," I said to Gauge's back.

He was about to jump out of his skin from my pheromones and Ilida's. The Hymeneal increased ones senses to pinpoint the whereabouts of ones mate. She must be near.

"I need to fight this..."

"You need to find her. Whoever she is."

"I'm seeing red."

His aggressive instincts activated. Three alpha males in one place don't mix well.

"Go before you rip my throat out."

His powerful body leaped with the grace of a wolf as he jumped off the balcony. Clothes ripped while his muscles and bone convulsed, elongated, and bulged. Fur covered his body and he was gone.

A torn piece of cloth from his s.h.i.+rt floated in the icy wind....

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

K.R. Wilson originally hails from New York City and now makes her home in Northern California. She is a former pastry chef and watercolorist that now puts all of her energy into writing. Her life consists of a preschooler, an over-worked husband, and too many romance novels. Wilson has an intense love of vampires, werewolves, bad guys who crave redemption, gymnastics, Royksopp, Jamiroquai, Pat Metheny, Star Wars, Harry Potter and H.R. Giger. This is her second novel.