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Jack He circled the neighborhood again, making sure nothing was out of place. It was much easier doing it in his other form. Lights off in all the houses, with the occasional blue flashes of a television in the windows. Goddess, how would she handle it all? Anya was smart and capable. He learned almost everything about her life in the past few months having watched her from a distance. She didn’t even know he was watching her. Neither did her sons, which disappointed him, somewhat. How could they not sense him as close as he had come to them on a nightly basis? He watched their house every night since the first time he caught her scent and his counterpart called out to his mate. Of all places, it was the overpriced gas station in town. Well, it was the only gas station.