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Time for Brent’s justice.
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Jana’s heartbeat shook her chest. Her body still trembled with aftershocks of pleasure and Zane—he was all over her. Covering her. Still in her.
She never wanted him to move.
Biting her lip, Jana let her hands curl over his shoulders. She’d been afraid to come to his place. Not sure if he’d want to see her, but also sure that she couldn’t just walk away from him. She’d walked away from everything and everyone else in her life, but she hadn’t been able to turn away from him.
Zane’s dark head lifted and she wished that she could see him as well in the dark as he seemed to see her.
“You’re crying,” he told her and, shocked, she realized he was right.
His fingers smoothed over her cheeks and he brushed the tear drops away.
She swallowed. “I don’t want to…” Run anymore. Spend my days looking over my shoulder, always wondering when the cops will come. “I know I’m on the extermination list, and I shouldn’t be here?—”
“I’m getting your name off the list.”
A shocked laugh broke from her lips. “Sure you are.” His fingers were warm and a little rough on her skin. But then, her demon was always a little rough. “Even you don’t have that kind of power, Zane.” That meant she wouldn’t have much time with him, but she’d take what she could get.
“Is that why you left me in that swamp? You were afraid of being taken in?”
She smiled and knew that it would be twisted with sadness. “I’m a wanted woman.” A woman who’d finally found something she wanted. “Me and the cops don’t mix so well.” Never had.
He stared down at her, saying nothing. Then, he pulled away from her. His cock slid slowly out of her body, and she ached at the loss.
He rose from the bed and disappeared into the bathroom. A few moments later, he came back. He stood next to the bed, staring down at her. Jana gazed back at him, seeing a dark, looming shadow and feeling vulnerable with her jeans gone, just clad in the bra. She reached for the covers and yanked them over her body.
“Why did you come to me?” he questioned in a voice gone gravel rough.
Ah, the million-dollar question. Because I wanted you. Because I knew you’d keep me safe. Because you’re the most dangerous badass demon I know and I need you. Because…
No, no, she wouldn’t even go there in her own thoughts. She sat up and tugged the covers with her. “You and I had an agreement.”
He waited, a dark shadow.
“Something happened to me in that swamp,” Jana admitted in a rush.
His fingers brushed her cheek and, slowly, his hand slipped down to her neck, to the skin that still ached. In the light, she had a lovely yellow-and-black bruise. She wasn’t sure how strong his vision was, and she hoped he couldn’t see it or the tremble that slipped over her at his touch.
“I should have staked that bastard.”
She swallowed and remembered the raw flash of fear that had pierced her when the vamp had locked his teeth on her. She hadn’t been helpless in so long, but in that moment, she’d been weak. “I didn’t expect him to attack.” That had been her mistake. Any vamp was a dangerous vamp—she knew that. But in the flames and the fury and her fear for Zane, she’d forgotten.
“Catalina.”
Jana blinked.
“The witch told me to save him and that shifter.”
Jana stiffened. “She’s the friend you had inside Perseus.” That made her worried. Very, very worried.
“She wasn’t there by choice. They were binding her.”
Her breath left in a rush. She’d heard of witches being bound before. Their powers were slowly stolen from them. Three binding marks, then a witch was helpless. Almost human.
Join the club.
