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    “Some would say you’ve done quite enough for one evening, my friend, but perhaps you’re right. Would it tax you to show her the change? She needs to see it, I think.”
    Rafe grinned sexily and began to unbutton his shirt. “Not at all. I’d be happy to oblige.”
    When he shucked his jeans, he had a raging hard-on that he seemed not in the least inclined to hide. Instead, he moved toward Allie and winked again, his dick bobbing outrageously before he fell to the ground.
    At first Allie was alarmed, but became completely astounded and nearly overwhelmed as she watched the man morph into a huge wolf.
    The same wolf that had licked her nipple earlier that evening, if she were any judge.
    “Were,” she whispered, understanding beginning to dawn. “You mean he’s a were wolf!” Her voice rose as did her shock. The huge wolf padded up to her and laid his head in her lap, sniffing at the fold of her thighs as if he could smell her previous arousal and was enjoying it. Hell, he probably was. The pervert.
    “Yes, that’s what I’ve been trying to tell you. Were wolves, were cats, were bears and more inhabit this forest. They own the land bordering the national park and Rafe here is one of the current prime alpha twin pair.
    Be flattered he allowed you to witness his change. It’s not something they share outside their families very often.” Betina reached over to scratch behind Rafe’s ear and smiled at him. “Thank you, Rafael. I think that’s convinced her.”
    Rafael moved his head out of her lap and rose to place both front paws on the stone bench, one on either side of Allie’s seated body. He swiped his wet tongue over her cheeks as she reached up reflexively and tangled her fingers in his pelt, trying to push him away, laughing at his antics. He was like a huge puppy, buoyant and full of life.
    Rafe jumped down and changed back into a man as she watched, licking her lips with appreciation as his naked form took shape before her.
    “So, what do you think?” he asked, bending for his jeans as he began dressing.
    “It’s hard to believe.” Allie’s voice was tempered with awe. “If I hadn’t just seen you change before my eyes…”
    Rafe chuckled. “Wait’ll you see Rocky.”
    “Rocky? What’s he a were raccoon?” Allie’s sense of the ridiculous got the better of her as the sarcasm slipped out, but Rafe laughed outright for a good long time. She counted herself lucky he hadn’t taken offense at her unguarded words.
    “Oh, man! He’s going to howl when we tell him that one.” Rafe wiped his face and offered her a hand. She took it and stood, Betina watching them carefully. “Rocky’s a were bear. A grizzly. On second thought, maybe we shouldn’t tell him you thought he was a raccoon. Might be safer.” Rafe’s roguish wink and grin set her completely at ease.
    No doubt about it, Rafe was a charmer. He extended a hand to help Betina stand too, and Allie noted he was polite as well. He was so much different from his brother, yet they were identical in looks down to the last detail.
    “Has Jilly arrived yet, do you know?” Betina asked him as she rose.
    “No, but Thomas is chafing to meet his kin.”
    “Allie,” Betina faced her and the older woman’s eyes were shadowed for the first time that night, “I want you to understand that I promised your mother to keep you away from everything connected with your heritage until you were of age. That meant keeping you from your family as well. When your mother died and her mates with her, they left behind some family that would have claimed you, but your mother felt you’d be in too much danger. She made me promise to take you away from here and put you in a foster home.”
    “I knew the Petersons weren’t my real parents, but they were good to me. I can’t believe they hid the existence of blood relations from me for all these years, though.”
    Allie felt betrayed by the family that had raised her and Rafe placed a warm arm