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She caught his scent. The wild scent of her kind.
Other.Shifter.
Erin wasn’t human, well, not completely anyway. And she knew the truth about the world around her. She knew that humans weren’t the only killers out on the streets.
Sucking in a sharp breath, she straightened her shoulders and kept walking. The animal scent of the hunter teased her, as did the thick fragrance of blood in the air.
Dammit, this is the last thing I need.She’d tried so hard, for so long, to be normal.
Then this guy had literally landed in her path.
His nostrils widened as she came closer. She knew he was drinking in her scent, knew too by the faint line that appeared between his brows that he couldn’t quite understand what she was.
Story of my life.
“Ms. Jerome.” One of the uniforms stepped toward her, a wide smile on his face. His partner slammed the car door, effectively isolating Bobby and ending his claws rant.
Maybe that hadn’t been an insanity plea in the making after all.
She leaned down, gazing at Bobby through the window. Her breath rushed out. “What happened to him?” But she knew.
The uniforms looked at Jude.
Jaw clenched, so did she.
And Erin realized she’d made a serious mistake. His eyes held hers. Saw too much.
Danger.
Oh, yeah, this guy was a serious threat. To her.
Not good-looking, not really, at least not in that classic, magazine kind of way. A mane of thick blond hair teased his shirt collar. Framed a face that was hard, a little cruel. High cheeks. Sharp nose. Square jaw.
No, not a GQ face. But still...
Sexy. Somehow, he was still sexy. Maybe it was those lips. That scar that slipped right over the edge of his top lip. Shouldn’t have been sexy, but it was.
He was.
Freaking animal attraction,that’swhat it was. The guy had an air about him, one of those I-don’t-give-a-damn attitudes. A wildness in his eyes and in the curl of his lips.
Erin swallowed. She couldn’t help taking an uneasy step back.
His eyes followed the movement, and one golden brow rose. After a moment, he shrugged. His gaze raked over her body. “And you are...?”
“Assistant District Attorney Erin Jerome.” Gritted out. Why was there blood all over Bobby? If something happened and this case got thrown out?—
“Not the question I was asking.” Bland as you please. That brow was still up.
Her lips parted. “What?” No way could he have meant?—
His eyes swept over her again, and a smile lifted his lips. “Interesting.”
Right then, the only interesting thing she saw was Bobby.A lie.But she’d always been good at lying to herself. And about herself. “What. Happened?”
Another shrug. “He slipped in the swamp. Fell on some branches.”
It was Erin’s turn to let her eyes drift over him. Drift over his too-wide shoulders and muscled chest. “Is that your blood?” she asked quietly. “Or his?”
