The Wolf's Mate Book 2: Linus & The Angel (25 page)

“Who are you?” She demanded, gathering
something like courage and closing her mouth so she didn’t look
like a slack jawed idiot.

The one on the right said, “I’m Ethan Fallen,
this is my twin Eryx. We’re the ones that found you, Calliope. How
are you feeling?”

They wore the black uniforms and shining
badges of sheriffs’ deputies. They were identical twins, except
that Ethan’s eyes were darker than Eryx’s. One of them was gorgeous
enough, but seeing two of them together was like trying to stare at
the sun. The whole inside of her body threatened to melt. “It’s
Callie, and I’m fine. You don’t happen to know where my stuff is,
do you?”

“Impound lot. What do you need?” Eryx, on the
left, supplied the answer.

She made a gesture to her hospital gown.
“Something not hospital issued.”

They both smiled. Geez they were hot. She
shoved her lustful thoughts aside as Ethan said, “I’ll take a run
to the lot, grab your things. The doc said you’re stuck here until
they discharge and they don’t do that until after lunch, and it’s
only 7:30. I’ll be back.”

He looked at his brother and some sort of
twin telepathy must have passed through them because Eryx nodded
and Ethan left. “Mind if I sit down?” Eryx asked as he sat in the
chair next to the bed.

“I guess not.”

He laid her purse on the edge of the bed. “I
grabbed it from the car when they were cutting you out of it.”

She felt her mouth fall open again. “Did you
say they cut me out of my car?”

His brow furrowed, “Yes. Your car crashed
through the guardrail and rolled down the embankment. If you
weren’t a supe, you’d be dead for sure.”

“Supe?”

He smiled, “A supernatural creature.”

Must be a local term. Great, so wolf doc had
felt the need to tell everyone in town that she was a wolf.
Awesome. She closed her eyes and laid back. She so didn’t need any
complications like this.

She didn’t bother looking in the purse. The
only thing of value was her wallet, and she was sure that it was
safe, since they knew her information. She tried not to think about
the hunky man sitting next to her, watching patiently like he had
all the time in the world and she was the most fascinating thing
he’d ever seen. She tried very hard not to think about his short
cut, dark brown hair and stubbled chin, the silvery gray eyes, or
the curve of his mouth. She tried damn, damn hard not to wonder
what he looked like peeled out of that uniform and where he kept
his handcuffs. Clearly, she wasn’t doing a good job of it.
Clearly.

**End of Excerpt. Look for The Wolf’s Mate 3:
Callie & The Cats, coming soon!

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