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“Get her out!”
“Can you?”
“Out!”
* * *
They were thrown in a meat locker. Well, that’s what it felt like to Zane anyway. A small, tight, metal room, with the temperature set to chill.
“Bastards,” Jana snarled even before Davey swung the door shut. A four-inch-thick steel door. She glanced over her shoulder at Zane. “Can you get us out of here?”
He let his powers push out, let them ease against the door, and he immediately felt the containment field. “They’ve had a witch here.”
“Of course, they have.” She shoved her hair out of her eyes. Her hand shook. “Probably the same witch who’s protecting Beth from you. Did she set up a field around the room?”
He nodded. “I can’t get out.” Flat. Well, technically, he could get out, but not without his psychic blast hurting her, maybe killing her. In order to overcome the spell, he’d have to let his power surge through at full level.
He walked closer to Jana and skimmed his hand carefully down her bruised cheek. The bruise would be there for days. Humans. It took them so long to heal.
She flinched at his touch.
His gaze held hers. “Why did you follow me?”
She swallowed.
“You could have run.”
The blue of her eyes seemed so deep and dark. “And left you alone?” Her shoulders dropped. “No. I couldn’t do that.” She brought her body close to his. “You know they have cameras on us. They’ve got this room wired for sound and video.”
He couldn’t see the cameras but he believed her.
“They’re watching us. Waiting for us to make a mistake.” Her voice dropped even lower. “They like to use your weakness against you.”
Davey already thought he knew Zane’s weakness.
“I came back,” she said, her voice clear and loud. “Because Perseus ruined my life.”
True. But her eyes said something different. I wasn’t leaving you alone.
“Are you really a hybrid?” she asked him.
His back teeth clenched. “Yes.”
Jana nodded. “And a level ten?”
That he wouldn’t answer. Not with those cameras on them.
She leaned up on her toes and pulled his head down toward her. Her lips feathered over his lips as she breathed, “Come in…”
Wrong time, wrong damn place, but at those words, a hot surge of need fired his blood. Her body was close, pressing so softly against his, and her rich scent was all around him.
But she’d been hurt. Drugged. And he fucking wasn’t planning on performing for an audience.
“Come in,” she whispered again. “I need you to see me.”
It took a moment for the real meaning of her words to sink in, but then he understood. She wasn’t talking about sex. Not talking about pleasure.
She knew how strong level-ten demons were, and she was giving him permission to go inside her mind. Come in. Giving him permission to learn her every secret. Her every thought.
