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And while Collin doesn't actually change his form...
His DNA screams ~ WOLF!
Follow Collin's internal struggle in Book #2 of
THE WINTERS SISTERS SERIES
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Excerpt Payton's Pursuit:
“Collin, knock it off,” a booming male voice sounded.
She looked to her right and saw the lights in Morgan’s bungalow flash on and off. Payton headed for the disruption. She would not have these men destroy the bungalow before it was even a month old. She stormed up to the door and knocked, and was rewarded with a crash.
“Collin, I’m serious man. If you don’t pull yourself together you are really going to piss me off,” Morgan said.
Payton stepped inside. Before she could confront the two men, a hockey skate whizzed past, missed her head by scant inches and crashed through the bay window. Morgan ducked and bobbed, to stay out of the trajectory of flying objects. Collin stood in the middle of the room, sweat poured down his body and danger and destruction radiated off of him. Payton’s mouth fell open as she struggled to process the scene. She yelped and ducked as the twin to the first hockey skate hurdled straight toward her and the banging inside her skull rose to a fevered pitch.
Both men turned in the direction of the sound, the remainder of the objects in play dropped to the floor. Collin, wild-eyed and panting, glared at her for a heartbeat, then turned and propelled himself out of the broken bay window. Morgan rushed over to Payton and scooped her up from the floor. Using his foot, he kicked a chair right side up and gently placed her down. He hurried to the kitchen and grabbed a towel and glass, he filled the glass with water and soaked the towel. He returned to Payton and placed the towel across her forehead as he handed her the glass.
“Are you okay?” Morgan asked. “You weren’t hit, were you?”
“I’m fine — really,” Payton said. She struggled to regain her equilibrium and sit upright. “What in the world were you two fighting about?”
“We weren’t fighting. Collin had a bad day and was telling me about it. I was distracted, trying to get myself ready to go running, and I guess I didn’t realize he was getting upset. Something triggered and he flipped out. Regrettably, you walked in on him almost in full wolf mode.”
“Almost—” Payton said.