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Well, damn.
ChapterEight
What did he see?What did he see?
The drumming of her heartbeat filled Erin’s ears as she fought for control. The demon—the tall, dark, good-looking malehadto be a demon—had slipped into her mind. She hadn’t expected an attack. She’d been too focused on Jude and the demon had slipped right past her defenses.
Broken.
Twisted.
What if he knew? If he’d seen into her, he’d know her secrets. If he told Jude?—
“I want you out of my bar.” A woman, her long hair so blond it almost looked white, cradled the demon. Her green eyes glinted with a swirling combination of fear and fury. A combination Erin could respect. “I want you out, and I don’t want to see you again—whateveryou are.”
Jude stepped in front of her. “Easy, Catalina. I think old Zane was the one to draw first blood. And he’d better explain himself,now.”
The fire in Erin’s temples had eased, but the ache that remained sent a wave of nausea through her. A demon’s touch. Her dad had warned her about demons and their tricks. Some demons could slip so easily into the minds of humans. Some were strong enough to see thoughts, to walk in dreams, and even to control their prey.
I’m not prey.
Zane wasn’t looking quite as tan as he’d been when he first sauntered into the bar. He was braced against the woman, Catalina, and she didn’t so much as buckle beneath his six-foot-plus frame.
Zane licked his lips. “Just...checking out the waters for you...hunter.”
Erin swallowed. “Don’t ever do that again.”
Slowly, very, very slowly, he lifted his arm from Catalina’s shoulders. “Don’t...worry. Won’t.”
“No, you won’t.” Jude’s fierce voice.
“Just wanted to see...what you were.”
Her cheeks flushed. Not with fury—that would have been good. Humiliation.What I am. No one knows, not even me.
One person thought he knew, and that guy was a sadistic freak.
No, I’m not like him. I won’t ever be.
She hoped, anyway. Because with her mother’s genes, there really weren’t any guarantees that she wouldn’t go bad one day.
“Not demon.” Zane’s eyes were on hers now, his head up. She held that stare, refusing to look away. Erin wasn’t really sure what had happened to him. Okay, what she’d done to him. She’d acted on instinct when she felt the probe in her mind.
There’d been a push at her, shoving at her thoughts?—
So she’d shoved right back.
Instinct.
Her lip curled. Demon? Had he really thought she was like him? “No, I’m not.” And just what the hell had Jude done? Gone running back to his hunter friends and told them about her secrets?
Can’t trust anyone.She knew that.
So why did it feel like she’d just been punched?
Erin straightened her shoulders. “If this little game or test or whatever the hell it was has finished, I’ll call the cops and get out of here.” The sooner, the better.
“Erin.” A rumble from Jude. Dark and intense.
