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Erin lunged forward, her palms slapping against the counter. “No.”
His teeth snapped together as he fought to rein in his hunger.
Her hair fell over her face, shielding her from his view. Erin’s shoulders heaved as she pulled in several deep breaths.
Jude glanced toward the shower and thought about hopping in, then cranking on the ice cold water.
“I’m not what you think,” she whispered, still with her head down.
Not gonna have that. “Look at me.” Guttural. The need was too stark for anything else.
Her head lifted and the coal black strands of her hair slid back. Her eyes held his in the mirror.
She said, “I-I’ve got shifter blood.”
No doubt.
Her head moved to the left, then right. “But I can’t shift.I can’t.”Anger, no, fury in her voice.
Well, damn.
He’d heard of a few others like her. Hybrids. From the matings of shifters and humans. Or shifters and charmers or even demons. Some hybrids came out even stronger than the purebloods. The strength of both parents, the weaknesses of neither.
But then there were tales of other hybrids...Those who got the weaknesses, but not the strengths.
No, I’ve felt her strength. Erin sure as shit isn’t weak.
“I’m...flawed, okay? The beast in me—hell, she may as well be dead.”
He leaned over her, grabbed her hands and trapped them against the countertop. “She’s not dead.” Erin felt so good against him.
Right.
“Look,” he ordered. Across the top of the counter, etched in deep, were claw marks. Just like the ones on his chest. “You’ve got a beast all right, sweetheart. And whether you can shift to let her play or not, doesn’t make a bit of difference.” He turned his head and rubbed his nose against her throat.
Some cats really were all alike.
“I want you, and I don’t fucking care what you are—or what you aren’t.” Then, before the last of his control splintered, he shoved away from her.
Erin twisted around and stared up at him with those eyes that he knew could easily see right through him.In too deep.
“And you’re fucking notflawed.”He stormed for the connecting door. So the lock was broken. He needed space right then. Or else he was gonna pounce on her.
“You don’t know, hunter.” She’d followed him from the bathroom. Her voice sounded hollow and when he looked back, her face could have been a blank mask. “You don’t know me.” Her chin lifted. “And trust me, you’re better off that way.”
* * *
Jude had left her. Good. She didn’t need things to get sexual between them. It would just make the situation worse.
Like it could really get much worse.
He didn’t understand. When she’d told Jude she was flawed, she hadn’t been talking about her inability to shift. No, she’d always thought not shifting was a blessing.
“You don’t understand.”A whisper directed at the closed white door.
No one did.
Well, just one person...the bastard who’d left her the bloody love letter. He knew too well what she was like on the inside. That knowledge was why he was after her.
