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Thanks. I, uh, I was going to go for a run. Ivy stared at their entwined
hands. For some reason, the contact made her feel very safe, like he wouldn t
allow anything happen to her.
You want some company?
Sure. Ivy glanced back up into his face. He wanted to run with her?
How cool would it be to have someone to run with? She was free when she ran,
but to have someone to share that freedom with was a big thing to her. By the
time Ivy was old enough to run with the pack, the night with Chad had
happened, and she had never been invited. She had only ever run with Ian.
Pack mates often ran or hunted as a group, being together gave them all a
sense of community and belonging.
Ivy hadn t run with anyone in a long time. She didn t belong anywhere
anymoreçønot in her family or even in her pack.
Edge s offer to run with her meant a lot.
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He released her hand, slowly slipping his fingers from hers and motioned
toward the hall. Shall we?
Ivy accepted the invitation and walked ahead of him trying not to shiver
as his gaze heated her back.
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Chapter Three
Edge watched Ivy as she walked in front of him.
A male knew his mate from the minute he saw her, and Ivy was his. His
heart expanded inside his chest at the revelation. His soul brimmed with
elation that he had always hoped to experience, but had doubted would ever
happen.
Ivy was tiny and perfectly shaped with a pixie-like face and delicate nose
slightly turned up at the end. She had hair a darker shade of blond than Ian s,
and she had it pulled back into a severe ponytail. Ivy s eyes had been a warm
chocolate as they gazed into his when she had woken from her five-minute
sleep. Her black running shorts hung low on her hips, and he remembered
how the white T-shirt was stretched tight across her full breasts.
Ivy s hips swayed and the muscles of her gently bronzed legs tightened
and loosened with each step. Just the sight of her caused his blood to rush
through his veins, waking his tiger, which reared its head at the sight.
Ian hadn t told him how hot his sister was.
Ivy turned into the doorway that led through the locker room to the
indoor track.
Her scent wafted behind her, filled with the warmth from the sun on her
skin. Edge wondered what it would be like to pull out the band holding her
hair and bury his face in her short, blond waves taking in that scent. Would it
feel like soft fur as it caressed his cheek?
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When she stopped at the opposite door, he nearly ran into her, so lost in
his thoughts as he was.
Ivy turned and glanced up at him with gorgeous big brown eyes.
Did you want to change? He motioned to the locker room.
No, I m good.
No, I mean, did you want to change? Edge tried more emphasis, maybe
she hadn t understood the first time.
Oh, um, no.
Suit yourself. He turned back into the locker room stripping his white
shirt over his head.
He disappeared around the corner and opened his locker where he
placed his clothes. Edge was so comfortable with his tiger form, he found it
easy to slip into it with nothing more than a thought. He groaned as a gentle
pain washed through his legs and out his hands and feet. His muscles
shivered then shortened and he fell onto all fours, claws extended. Edge shook
his coat and head as the warmth of the change flooded his senses. He soaked
up the joy his tiger form brought to his soul.
Ivy stood with her mouth gaped open as Edge emerged from the locker
room. She must have been surprised to see his white tiger form. Being a white
Were-tiger was rare, as a matter of fact, Edge had never personally met another
white Were-tiger. Ivy quickly closed her mouth and looked away.
Edge slowly stalked toward her. She stood back holding the door for
him, and he purposely leaned into her to brush her bare legs as he passed her.
He itched as he fought the urge to lean against her legs and invite her
fingers to graze through his coat.
Ivy shivered as he brushed past her, he could smell the musky scent of
her rolling off her body in waves. A growl sounded inside her throat, and Edge
chuckled inside his head at the thought of her holding back her tiger form.
Edge waited for her on the track as she stretched, his eyes tracking her
every movement, his mind cataloging every twitch of her muscles. The way her
calf tightened as she pulled her other leg up toward her butt. Sinew in her
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arms hardened and softened as she raised them high above her head. He
received a glimpse of her creamy stomach when she twisted to the side. The
view of her body made him long to see more of her bare flesh.
He didn t understand why she hadn t wanted to change form. She was a
tiger, after all.
Most of their people used The Haven as a sanctuary and, at any time of
day, different varieties of big cats could be found roaming the common rooms
of the center. They had a huge outdoor pool area, one for cats and one for use
in human form, the indoor and outdoor tracks, several recreation areas set up
for cat and human form alike, not to mention the obstacle courses and field
areas. Living in the city, most Were-cats used The Haven as a place to relax, it
seemed kind of weird to see someone not want to indulge their cat.
Edge wondered why he had never seen Ivy here before. He and Ian had
gotten to know each other really well in the last few years, and, although Ian
spoke highly of Ivy, Edge had never run into her. Maybe she was just really
good at keeping a low profile.
When she finally finished stretching, he stood and padded along the
track. His paws made the soft powder of the dirt track kick up in little puffs as
he walked. The small particles tickled his sensitive nose, and he sneezed.
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