The Patient Is a Shark [Shape-Shifter Clinic 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Cara Adams

was only meant to last the three of them for one very long day. Actually I have no choice. If I want to be healed, this clinic is my only option. I have to trust that they’re in the right and George Thorne is in urgent need of a mental-health assessment.
     
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    After they’d finished eating, Wynter tidied up the containers of food and put in the rubbish in a plastic bag. Then she stretched out properly on the backseat and made herself comfortable again. That was one of the advantages of being five foot four. She actually fit quite well on the seat. If she’d been as tall as either of the men she wouldn’t have.
    “Rainer, how long have you known about shape-shifters? I’ve never met another shark, although my father has.”
    “I’d never heard about sharks either until Oscar said you were a shark, but there was a boy at school who I was sort of friends with. He stayed by himself a lot and wasn’t really with any of the in-crowds, neither a nerd nor a jock. We used to talk to each other in class sometimes, were partners in chemistry for a year, and got on okay together. Then one day some kids were teasing him and called him a lone wolf. He really snarled. I mean, like a dog snarls, or a wolf, and he screamed out, ‘I’m not a lone wolf, I have a pack,’ and then he ran away. I thought about that all night, and I think I must have guessed over time just from knowing him that he was a paranormal because it seemed to fall into place quite logically that he was a wolf. We stayed friends until the end of the school year, then he left.”
    Wynter was nodding to herself as he spoke. “I think that friend of yours was like my father. When my dad gets angry the shark shows through in his face and his attitudes. That’s why we left so many places all through my childhood, and why my parents are still moving from place to place. It’s also why I never ever allow myself to get really angry.”
    “Does your shark show when you’re annoyed?” asked Quinn.
    “I don’t know. If I’m really cross I’m hardly going to be looking in the mirror right then, am I?”
    “Probably not,” agreed Quinn.
    “What about you, Quinn? When did you find out about shape-shifters? It’s difficult for me to comprehend a clinic full of people who know about shape-shifters when I’ve lived my entire life hiding that side of myself.”
    “The patients are all shape-shifters, and most of the original staff was, too, but there’s a group of humans there as well now. The first was Ambrielle, who’s partnered with Oscar and Danny Davies, the clinic carpenter. You’ve heard us talk about her. She’s the office administrator.”
    “Yes, she’s the one who e-mailed me with the travel details. And you didn’t answer the question.”
    “I’m getting there. I’d say maybe one third of the staff is human, the rest are shape-shifters and most of them are wolves. Most of the patients are wolves, too. But that may simply be because Oscar is a wolf and has links to the wolf packs. Harry’s a bear.”
    Wynter paused to think for a moment. Yes, she had heard that Ambrielle was partnered to two men, and she thought she may have heard the name Harry, but this was all very interesting to hear again. Of course, the most interesting thing of all was the fact that Quinn had still not answered her question. Oh, he’d chattered away on the topic, but he’d talked about the clinic, not himself. And she’d really love to know why. But she didn’t think she should push him any further to answer her question. She did still have some manners after all.
    She had so many things to think about. First, why was she so attracted to the men? She was like some hormonal teenager only interested in getting into their pants at every opportunity she could get. Yes, she could blame the pain medication, yes, their scents were extremely attractive, and yes, it’d been a damn long time since there’d been a man in her life. But that wasn’t really the