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Travis watched as Heidi climbed from a car and sent it off. It was strange any werewolf would have just left a mostly defenseless female out here in the middle of nowhere without arguing with her first. Whatever she’d told the driver must have been a damn good story.
The Healer didn’t even look back to see if the car turned around. Instead, she took off walking down the dirt road toward him like someone out for a leisurely stroll. It pleased him she was following his directions precisely.
When he was sure she hadn’t been followed, Travis left his lookout post and went back into the barn where he’d stashed the Healer’s lovesick wolf mate. Or partial mate. They smelled like each other, but there wasn’t a mark on him. Maybe she was holding out. That would explain their fight, but not exp
