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Sometimes, he really hated vamps.
“Jude? You okay?” Erin’s voice. He glanced back at her. She hadn’t been hit as hard. He’d noticed that right off. So he hadn’t told her that the kymine was blistering the inside of his nostrils. Hadn’t told her that if they hadn’t gotten the hell out of that stinking bar, blood would have started pouring from his nose in another two minutes.
But now that they were out, he’d start healing. Unfortunately, even for the strong shifters, it took some time to get kymine out of the system.
Admitting weakness with so many others around hadn’t been an option. Better to just suck up the pain and move on.
Story of his life.
Whispers floated to his ears.
“Jude?” A thread of worry thickened her voice. “Are you sure you’re?—”
“I’m fine,” he muttered.
But her brows were drawn low and she crept closer to him. “You don’t look so good.”
The door swung shut behind her.
Moans teased his ears. Hungry panting. The couple he’d followed outside were already busy. Judging by the man’s groans, they sure seemed to be having one great time in the dark.
“I’mfine,” he said again and turned away to scan the thicket of woods around the bar. The perfect place for sex. Groping in the dark. Fucking in the wild.
The man and woman were completely oblivious to everything but their need. Great prey for a wolf, one who wouldn’t have to bother going inside the bar—damn hole in the wall—and dealing with the kymine.
The vamp hadn’t told him about the kymine. Probably because she’d been the one to sell it to the bar owner. No wonder she’d known about the wolf.
This really was the perfect place to hunt. Pity he wouldn’t be able to smell the beast coming. It would take at least an hour for the kymine’s side effects to clear up, but if the wolf came hunting, he’d be able to hear the bastard.
The door squeaked behind him. He reached for Erin, pulling her into his arms and dipping his head toward her mouth. They’d pass for a lust-driven couple. Hell, hewaslust driven around her and?—
Click-click.Fuck. Heknewthat sound.
The unmistakable cock of a shotgun.
Jude froze. His lips hovered over Erin’s, close enough to taste the sweetness of her breath and the sudden fear on her tongue.
“Move away from her! Do it,freak!”
His teeth burned as they lengthened and sharpened even more in his mouth. His claws ripped through his skin.
“I’m fuckin’ tired of yer kind comin’ here, screwin’ with my bar!”
Slowly, Jude dropped his hands and moved his body a few precious inches from Erin’s. He kept himself between her and the asshole with the shotgun.
He turned his head and found himself staring down the double-barrel.
A short, gnarled old man with tufts of greasy gray hair had a white-knuckled grip on the gun. His finger looked all too ready to pull that trigger.
“Get away from him, girl!”
Jude tried to figure out his next move. He was fast, but that shotgun wasclose.
“No.”
He blinked. Erin’s voice had been too calm. Didn’t the woman see the gun?
The old guy’s face scrunched. “Girl, I’m savin’ yer life! Knew what he was soon as I saw his face. Bastard couldn’t take that gas.”
