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Grim.

He yanked her close to his face. “I had him first, and I have him again.” He threw her against the wall. Dee hit, hard, and her body shuddered at the impact.

She glanced up to see Grim studying Simon with raised brows. “You’re the one who caused all this trouble for me.”

A fine tremble worked down Simon’s stiff body.

Grim shook his head. “Usually, the willing are the easiest to control. And you were willing, weren’t you, Simon Chase? So ready to live forever.”

His choice. Dee shoved up to her knees. Simon?

Damn brick wall. She couldn’t see it, but she knew it was there and she wanted to smash her fist right through it.

Simon’s eyes jerked toward her. A flash of smoky gray. He lifted his leg, as if he were going to take a step.

“A puppet on a string.”

He froze.

Grim laughed again. “Too damn easy.” He turned his head toward her. “I can make him do anything, you know. Anything.”

Dee’s fingers brushed against her ankle holster. Not packing a gun. Old faithful.

“I wonder…” His gaze rose to the broken window. “Do you think she’s still alive? The flames should have taken the stable by now.”

But the flames had flickered. She’d seen them waver right before she’d heard the scream. The scream had brought her here, instead of to the fire.

“You’re a fucking liar.” Dee rose to her feet. She kept her hands close to her sides. “Catalina is nowhere near here.”

“My men caught her right after she left the motel.” He shrugged. “I knew where you were, every minute. I knew.”

And he’d gotten his vamps to follow and attack her and Simon. Then to attack Zane. Yeah, Zane had told her all about his run-in with the vamp crew.

Had Grim gotten to Catalina, too? Her heartrate kicked up in her chest. If I go with you, I’ll burn. Cat’s words.

Maybe Cat had been seeing her future after all.

Dee’s gaze whipped to the flames she could see in the distance. Was Cat still alive?

The flames danced.

Sweat began to slick her palms. Couldn’t afford that, not now. “Simon.” She said his name deliberately, injecting fury into the word.

His head jerked.

Grim’s brows pulled together. “You know, I was going to kill you, but it’ll be more fun if he does the deed for me.”

Her eyes narrowed to slits. “I’m all about fun.” Time’s running out.

Grim’s attention shifted totally to Simon. “Kill the bitch.”

Simon’s lips peeled back, revealing his fangs. “Fuck…off.” He shuddered, shaking so hard it looked like he was convulsing.

Or fighting one very strong compulsion.

Fighting for me.

Just like she’d fight for him.

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