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“Like a spell?” I’d heard of witches using spell work to add lines of text to binding contracts, small print that was only visible if you were looking for it. “That fucking bastard!”
“I should have had Levi with me.” Kane’s shoulders dropped. “He would have known something was wrong with the paperwork.”
The enormity of what this meant hit me hard. Fury lashed me, and I wanted to howl, to scream, to rip Kane’s office apart. If these men hadn’t meddled in my life, none of this mess would have happened.
Kane turned his back to me, shutting me out if only because he knew he fucked up.
Always shutting me out!
“We need to find out what you agreed to,” I growled.
Kane nodded, running his hand through his hair so it spiked haphazardly. “I’m sorry, Charlie.” His voice sounded defeated, and it hit me, a sucker-punch to the gut.
I breathed through my anger. I tamped down my instinct to lash out with words. I might not have asked for this. I might not have invited the chaos, but I did make the first move. I called these men into my life before they knew what baggage I brought with me. Sure, it was unconscious. Sure, it was unintentionally real, but I couldn’t blame anyone else for that part.
The truth was, I wanted these men in my life, no matter what their choices had done to me.
“What’s the plan, then?” I tempered my tone and stepped to him, bypassing the desk so I could brush my fingers along his.
He turned his hand so he could entwin it with mine, a gesture that was heart melting and spoke to his state of mind. He blamed himself for it all. With his head still bowed, he sighed. “I don’t have one.”
“Yet,” I said as I tugged his hand so he turned.
He looked down at me, sorrow, maybe regret, etched on his face. I offered a tiny smile.
Kane raked his hand over his face. “Yet.”
“We’re in this together.” I leaned in, rose on tiptoes, tenderly brushed my lips against his before pulling back. “With or without a bite.” Mistakes were made but if I was supposed to be a queen, I’d need to be the bigger person and figure out a way to make it right.
Shouting sounded from the hall. Claws clacking on marble. Boots hitting closely behind.
I turned just in time to see Johnny in wolf form, diving toward me. His body hit full force and he took me down hard, ripping my hand from Kane’s as we slid across the floor of the den, bunching up the rug that spanned the room. His paws were on my shoulders. His mouth was wide, his fangs gleaming. His eyes were liquid silver.
He lifted his head then howled, and as he did, he shifted to human form.
“Johnny, we can’t do this.” Even though I wanted him to. “We have to wait.” There was no conviction in my words. They were hollow, just like my willpower. “You don’t understand.”
Yet, I wanted what he was offering.
I turned my head, exposing my throat to his fangs. This was what I needed. One more bite.
“Do it,” I urged.
Johnny nuzzled my throat, his fangs scraping against my skin.
“Johnny, no!” Kane roared, his thundering footsteps pounding toward us.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Johnny
It was too late.
Charlie was mine.
Kane be damned.
My fangs retreated into my gums, a strange feeling while in human form, partial shifting was never something I’d experienced before Charlie’s bite.
