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Seeing Eye Mate

Annmarie McKenna

Dedication

To my editor, Sasha.

To Maria, Regan, Judy. Thanks for your endless critiques.

To Christine for the final boost of encouragement.

And to my sister, Sharis, who has to go through long dry spells while

waiting for the next installment.

Seeing Eye Mate

Chapter One

“Eight ball, corner pocket.”

Caelan Graham tipped the bottle of Bud Light to his lips and took a

long drag as he pointed his cue stick toward his chosen spot. He tried to

alleviate some of the tension strumming through his charged body by

rolling his head on his shoulders. Tonight was a full moon and he was

restless. He needed a good, long fuck and a run through the woods,

preferably in that order. Since he’d come here tonight to fill Eli in on the

latest pack developments, it didn’t look like either the fuck or the run

was going to happen in the immediate future. Instead, he’d settle for

winning another round of pool.

He set the bottle on the edge of the table and lined up his shot,

rocking the stick three times before striking the cue ball. With a

satisfying clack, it careened into the eight ball, knocking it into the

pocket.

“I win. Again,” he said flatly. This was getting way too easy.

“Goddamn it!”

Caelan ignored the pissed off shout of his younger-by-two-minutes

brother, Eli. Maybe tomorrow night he’d go for a run. The woods around

his and Eli’s ranch had been calling to him for days now. Their land sat

about an hour outside of St. Louis. It was close enough to the city for

practical purposes, yet far enough away from urban sprawl to provide

hundreds of acres of wooded area for his kind to roam freely.

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