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Kira felt someone put their arms around her. She knew Scott's scent and sighed, snuggling into his embrace.

'Where have you been?' she asked, turning in his arms to look up at him.

'I've got the others in the pack scouting a few things out. Something weird is going on tonight. Tiffany has disappeared and I could feel a strange Omega earlier this evening, but the signature is gone – not run away, gone. And there is a white witch claiming she is helping us. I've never seen her around before though.'

Kira listened carefully. She did care, she really did. But her primal instincts were also screaming at her tonight.

She reached up to put her arms around Scott's neck and drew him in for a kiss. His lips were warm, soft and familiar. They never failed to make her sigh and heat in deep places only he was allowed. When he kissed her, mouth moving on hers, body pressed against her small frame, Kira lost track of the rest of the world. She crushed herself against his firm chest, spreading her fingers through his short hair. He moaned low and deep.

'Kira. We are in a field full of people!'

She giggled wickedly, but let him go. Much as she hated to admit it, she sensed something too. The fox spirit burned fiercely inside her, heightening her already alert state. Perhaps that was why she felt so frisky?

She reeled it in, taking control as her mother had taught her to do.

A large man in a leather jacket was eyeing her suspiciously. She'd seen Scott and Stiles have an altercation with him earlier. Instantly she felt he was someone to be wary of. He had dark secrets of his own.

He glared deliberately at her for a moment as though trying to decide what she was and if she was dangerous. Kira suppressed the fox, pushing it even deeper. His stare made her very nervous.

Finally he looked away.

'The other packs are all on alert too,' Scott was saying. There's so many people here, so many – energies,' he struggled to find the right words. 'It's hard to make sense of it all.'

Scott looked worried.

Kira knew it was the pack he was concerned for. That's why he was a natural leader – a true Alpha.

She patted the sword, wrapped around her waist to reassure herself.

'Why don't we go for a scout together and check this out?' she suggested.

Scott nodded, and took her hand.

Dean caught the slender Brunette around the waist and spun her around to face him. He's spent a lot of the night looking for her and now that he'd caught up with Astrid, he felt more confident than ever.

She swung around in his arms, clutching at his shoulders to steady herself. When she saw who had her, she smiled, and looked coyly up at him through her lashes.

'Catch and kiss?' she said, her voice low and breathy. 'I guess you win.'

Dean pulled her in tighter and pressed his mouth on hers. He tasted the strawberry lip gloss, sucking in her bottom lip. She responded instantly, parting her lips and breathing into his mouth. Her arms went around his neck, fluttering over his ears and into his hair.

The white dress was tight around her waist and over her mature curves. Dean slid his hands down her sides and around to her back, caressing up under her long hair. Her soft chest brushed up against his torso, sending heat down into his belly. He brought her in closer, wanting nothing between them, not the smallest space.

Sam cleared his throat.

'Dean? Hex bags?' he said awkwardly.

Astrid suddenly shoved Dean backwards, away from her.

'You're looking for Hex bags too?' she said in a breathless whimper. 'I knew there was something different about you. You're a hunter aren't you?'

Dean raised his eyebrows. In truth, the passion of the kiss right there in the crowd of people had surprised him too.

Sam answered for him.

'Tracking a coven of black magic,' he explained simply.

The girl's eyes widened. 'Then we can help each other. I'm tracking them too.'

Dean shared a look with his brother. Despite sharing a kiss with the woman just a minute ago, he had no idea just how much Astrid, MoonGoddess could be trusted.

'I have some of their names, and I know what some of them look like. I've been following them for months,' Astrid volunteered. 'Let me get my bag and I'll show you.' She started to walk away.

Dean grabbed her wrist, his eyes narrowed.

'I'll come with you,' he said, in a low voice.

She shrugged and made no move to shake him off. 'I just have to go back to the admin tent where my bag is.'