Page 61 of Hunt Me


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She pushes through the door into the moonlit morning. I follow her out then fall into step beside her, heading straight for the back terrace where a large open courtyard of pavers doubles as my launch pad.

She casts me a sideways glance. “Don’t smile like that.”

I start to deny it before realizing I am, in fact, smiling—sort of. It’s more of a smirk as my thoughts remain on the sight of her mouth and how I’d imagined it in the shower locked around my hard cock.

I clear my throat, interested in where her thoughts have gone—or in anything that might distract me from my tenuous control. “Why not?”

“You have an untrustworthy smile.”

I throw my head back and laugh. “You are so much more interesting than I expected.”

She frowns. “What did you expect?”

“A ruthless killer.”

“I am a killer.”

“No,” I say quietly, my thoughts taking a turn into darker territory. “You’re not. Not like I am.”

“But I have killed people.”

We reach the courtyard where the wind whips more sharply. I turn to face her, noting the stubborn set of her expression. It’s already become familiar to me, and I find myself wanting to reach out and trace my thumb over the way her mouth has pinched tight in determination.

“Did your parents love each other?” I ask.

“Excuse me?”

“Your parents. Did they love each other and use that love to create life?”

“I guess. What does that have to do with?—”

“I was birthed by a demon female who disguised herself as the lover of another creature and stole his seed. Hellfire and darkness are in my veins. My soul is tied to the underworld and my heart…” I hesitate, unwilling to give away my secret no matter how pure her intentions seem.

She softens, and there’s a flash of pity in her blue eyes that has me clenching my fists. Pity is for the weak.

“Your heart?” she asks softly.

“It is dark and empty,” I snap. “I have wiped out entire armies, ended entire civilizations, with one breath of hellfire, and lost no sleep over it. Can you say the same?”

She frowns, her expression hardening again. “No. That’s horrendous.”

I don’t miss the judgment in her tone, and it hits me square in the chest, painfully sharp. Regret churns in my gut for having shared any of my past with someone like her.

“You have nothing to fear from me touching you,” I tell her, angry though I can’t name why. Tempers are always shorter on the dual moons. “When the curse is lifted, I will return you to your world, and we will resume our separate lives.”

She nods. “Fine.”

I glance out at the open sky that rises to meet the edge of the courtyard. My thoughts and emotions churn, building toward a storm I can’t seem to calm. Not while I’m standing beside her.

Whatever control I’d had earlier is strained to a thread now. The need to shift is overwhelming. Stupid fucking moons.

“I’ve changed my mind,” I say, not bothering to look over. “I’ll get the witch and bring her here.”

“What? Why? I thought?—”

I don’t bother to explain. Even if I did, it wouldn’t make sense. She’s gotten to me in a way I don’t understand. “Stay here. I’ll return at the end of the day.”

“The end of the day? Are you serious?”

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