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As for the beast... she didn’t need the marks on Bobby’s face to know Donovan had claws.
Erin began to walk again. One determined step after another. And even when she climbed into her car, she could feel his eyes on her. Watching and seeing too much.
Now, she’d have to be extra careful to stay on her guard and not let the hunter discover the secrets she kept so carefully hidden.
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“What the hell happened to you?” Dee Daniels asked the minute Jude strode past the rather unassuming entrance of Night Watch’s Louisiana branch. She stood quickly, her blond hair cut brutally short around her elfin face. There was envy in her eyes as she stared at him with her lips slightly parted. “You lucky bastard, you took prey down, didn’t you?”
Jude grunted and rolled his shoulder. He’d shifted before coming into the agency. A fast, hard shift to speed up the healing process. His kind were blessed with a freaking phenomenal recovery system. Some shifters were lucky, they could heal almost instantly from their wounds. Others took a few days for a full recovery. It all depended on the power of the beast inside.
Because he was a very rare shifter breed, Jude was on the luckier end of the spectrum. He could heal fully in hours.
Sure, he’d have a scar because the system wasn’t that perfect. More like he had his own little micro surgeon inside, stitching him back up. Soon, all that would remain of the jagged hole would be a slim line of raised flesh—once the skin melded itself back together.
He dropped his bag near his desk. Damn but he was tired. He hurt. And he was horny. All because of a little human. No,nota human. He’d stake his life on it.
“You tracked the bastard down in twelve hours.” Dee gave a fainthmmm, kind of like a revving motor. “Jerk, you’ve just broken my record.”
The disgruntlement in her voice had a reluctant smile tugging at his lips. “Don’t worry, there’s always next time.” Dee was a bloodthirsty one. She was the toughest and sneakiest fighter he’d ever come across.
And she was one hundred percent human. A human with a serious attitude.
“I couldn’t let that asshole stay on the streets.” Because he’d seen the pictures. Seen just what good old Bobby had done to the women who’d “wronged” him.
Poor Sheila Gentry had gotten seventeen stitches in her face because she’d made the mistake of saying no when the guy asked her out for dinner. She’d taken a pit stop at a gas station and found one hell of a Romeo who wanted to pick her up.
Psycho.
Cagedpsycho now.
The little ADA had better do her job and keep him there.
He eased into his chair. Heard the groan of the leather. “Dee, what do you know about Erin Jerome?”
She blinked her chocolate eyes. The lady was all of five-foot-three. One hundred and fifteen pounds. She looked like a hard wind would blow her over. But he’d seen her take down demons twice her size.
Dee knew the score about theOtherworld. Knew it, and often hated it.
A frown had her brows pulling low. “The new ADA? She just started.”
Yes, he knew that. He would have known about her if she’d been around for more than a few weeks.Her scent.He’d never smelled anything like it. Roses. Soft, subtle. And...more. An alluring, haunting scent of woman.
She didn’t smell like an animal. Didn’t give off the wild, rich scent of female shifters. But the minute he’d seen her, the minute he’d caught her fragrance in the air, his whole body had stiffened.
And he’d gotten the biggest hard-on of his life. There was something there. Heknewit.
“Oh, hell, she’sOther.”Dee curled her lip. “I swear, you guys are taking over the city.”
Indeed, they were.
“What is she? Witch? Djinn? One of those charmers?”
Jude didn’t speak. Because he didn’t know.
“A vampire?” Ice dripped from her voice. Deehatedthe vamps. Her mission in life was to exterminate as many of them as she could. Not that he blamed her, really. A vampire master had slaughtered her family years ago.
Dee was real big on the “eye for an eye” mentality.
