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But Jenna had heard the rumors on why he was a leaver, and Cadence wasn’t being fair.
The boys thought this was all Cadence’s idea, but it wasn’t. It was Jenna’s.
And now it came to light that Beaston had told Cadence to involve Jenna?
Everyone respected Beaston’s visions.
Now, this felt bigger.
Jenna climbed the stairs of her mobile home and opened the door. She stood in the entryway, scanning the unfamiliar home. She’d left her entire life to come here, and at some point, she had to pay attention to the instinct she’d had to say yes to Cadence’s wild proposal.
Cadence was giving up on Lucas way too easily.
Chapter Three
Lucas wasn’t freaking going back.
He’d lost his damn mind when he’d told his dad he was coming to visit this morning. Damon’s Mountains were a magnet for all shifters, but for one who grew up there? With all the happiness and healthy disfunction and the amazing dynamics, and…no!
His mind had been bombarded with flashbacks, and he hadn’t slept a wink last night just thinking about all the memories from his hometown. He needed to pick up another job and find some forgettable girl in a forgettable city and wipe this craving out of his veins.
These mountains were a drug, and he’d been sober for years.
The sun was barely casting gray shadows over the eastern sky as he shoved the hotel’s exit door open and strode for his truck, duffel bag thrown over his shoulder and grasped hard in his clenched fist. The animal was close to the surface, but hell if he knew why. There wasn’t anyone to fight here.
The dim light hurt his eyes, but that was probably just because he’d drained the mini-fridge of its miniature liquor bottles last night. God, he was a mess here.
He pulled on a pair of sunglasses and tossed his duffel into the bed of the truck, then turned for the handle of his driver’s side door.
The view of the woman sitting on the picnic table stopped him in his tracks.
She was petite, perhaps five foot two. She’d ditched the braids, and her mouse-brown hair hung in crimped waves down her shoulders. It was cold out, despite the lingering hot days of summer, and she wore a gray tank top and black sweatpants with slides over her little feet.
She wore makeup, though this was the first time he’d ever seen her in it. Jenna was always an all-natural type of girl who didn’t want attention, but here in the early dawn light it was impossible to ignore her. She wore shimmery burgundy eye shadow that made her dove-gray eyes look even lighter.
Honestly, he didn’t ever recall seeing her eyes so clearly. She was submissive, and had never met his gaze that he could remember.
But now? She was looking right into his soul.
He stood frozen, his fingertips on the door handle. “What are you doing here?”
Her eyes dipped to the ground. There it was. There was that submissive animal that ruled her. “Making sure you don’t run. Cadence said you would. I bet her you wouldn’t. I don’t like losing bets.”
“What Cadence thinks doesn’t concern me.”
“Truth,” she murmured.
“Did you tell my dad I was close to home?”
“No.” She glanced up and back down. “But I heard a rumor you were supposed to visit home.”
“So?”
She shrugged up one shoulder, stood up from the picnic table, and dusted off the seat of her sweats. “So, I’m going with you.”
He huffed a humorless laugh. “You aren’t the bodyguard type.”
She pursed her lips. “I’m close to your mom. I just want to watch her face when she sees you.”
