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Then the tiger smiled.
He leaned back inside the truck, caught the back of Erin’s head, and kissed her.
No.
A snarl broke from his lips and the tiger jerked up, gaze sweeping past the azaleas.
He shoved back the fury, nearly choking on his rage.
Erin’s slender hand reached up and touched the shifter’s chest. “Jude, what is it?” Her voice drifted to him on the wind. So sweet and husky. Sexy.
And saying another man’s name.
You’re next, bastard. You’ll beg.
The tiger’s fingers closed around hers. “Thought I heard a damned dog,” he said, voice loud.
Too loud. Deliberate that. So the cat wanted to play.
The fool didn’t understand who he was going up against. The tiger was big, tough, and deadly in his own right, but he didn’t understand a hybrid’s strength. His mistake. One that would be fatal.
The tiger shifter tossed her suitcase in the bed of the truck, then took his time stalking around the back of the vehicle. The urge to attack, to rip and kill and smell the sweet scent of death, had his blood heating in his veins.
But he wasn’t stupid. He knew how to hunt. Andwhento hunt.
Too many witnesses. Too many neighbors out and too many cars buzzing on the street. For this hunt, this kill, he wanted to take his time and enjoy the moment. Because after this, there would be no more games. The chase would finally be over, and Erin would be his.
He just had to kill the cat first.
Easy.
The bigger they were, the louder they screamed.
And Erin would scream, too. She’d have to be taught a lesson. He’d enjoyed the games. They roused his appetite, but her playing with the cat hadn’t been part of the deal.
The truck drove past him. So close.
He glanced down, surprised to see that his claws were out and embedded in his palms. Blood dripped onto the ground. The blood was dark on the dirt. Fat blobs that spread over the grainy surface.
He looked back up just as the tiger turned the corner.
Where are you running to now, mate?Didn’t matter. Wherever she went, he would find her. That was the way he played the game.
ChapterEleven
“Okay.”Erin turned away from the traffic and focused on the sharp lines of Jude’s profile. “What was all that about back at the house?”
His fingers were at a perfect ten and two position on the wheel. He didn’t glance her way, but the truck accelerated and weaved in and out of traffic as he flew through the intersection. “Thought I heard something.”
“Something,” she repeated quietly, “or someone?”
She caught the curl of his lip. “What do you think, sweetheart?”
“I think baiting the jerk out there might not be our smartest move, and I think that next time, you better let me know your plans.” Because being in the dark sucked, and if she was going up against the wolf, she wanted to knoweverything.
“Got it.” A quick glance her way. “But, for the record, I kissed you because I wanted to do it. Because you’ve got the sexiest mouth I’ve ever seen, and because I wanted to taste you.”
“Ah...okay.” Erin reached out and fiddled with the air conditioning vent because she was suddenly feeling a little warm. “Fair enough.” His mouth had sure given her plenty of fantasies. It was the scar—scars weren’t sexy, she knew that. Well, they weren’t supposed to be sexy, but his...
