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“But back at the?—”

“Yeah, we probably need to talk about that.”

Cassia’s eyes softened as the Alpha extended his hand. His energy was already affecting her. She couldn’t risk touching him again.

“I’m okay. I’ve got this.” Never taking her eyes off him, she pushed up onto her feet. She struggled to remain composed, his power washing over her like Niagara Falls.

“You don’t look okay. Let me help you,” he insisted.

He reached for her and she stepped back. “I’m okay. Really. I just need to catch my breath.”

“Take a seat.” Julian gestured to a pair of matching accent chairs that offered a view of the historic street.

“No. They’ll see us.” She ducked into the shadows, hidden from the window.

“They’ll see nothing.” Julian walked to the window and slid his finger over the glass. “One way. We see out but they can’t see in here. They don’t even know we are supes.”

“But how?” Cassia looked to the shutters and back to the Alpha.

“Magick.” Julian revealed a devious smile.

“What magick can shield you from demons?” Cassia doubted his words. She’d spent a lifetime consulting the seers and witches, and no one could conceal her from the hounds.

“Come. Sit.” Julian pointed to the chair. It was a command, not a request.

The Alpha’s power danced over her gently, willing her to submit. Her beast within understood, but her humanity fought her instinct.

Julian slid into a chair and propped his feet onto the ottoman. “See. Nothing is there. No one can tell who or what lives here.”

Cassia took slow deliberate steps toward the Alpha. As she approached, butterflies danced in her stomach, an odd sense of attraction and fear intermixed.

With his dark eyes and strong jawline, Julian was devastatingly handsome. His lips curled into a smile as she slid into the chair next to him. Her fingers curled over the edge of the soft leather chair, her heart pounding in her chest.

He removed his feet from the ottoman and set them on the floor as he leaned closer to her. “How do you know me?”

“I…I don’t.”

“You know who I am. You invited me here. What are you?”

“I’m who you saw back at Divination. I read tarot cards.”

“A psychic huh?” Julian raised a questioning eyebrow at her and pinned her with a cold stare. “What were you doing in Idaho in the woods?”

“I was at a party.”

“Long way from New Orleans.”

“It was a job. I ran into a few … complications.”

“Complications, huh? What about the hospital? You want to tell me what happened there?”

“I just needed to escape. I don’t know you.” Far away from the party and hellhounds, the Alpha’s power had given her magick the boost she’d needed to shift.

“How did you get out?” he pressed.

“I just left,” she replied, still unsure if she could trust him.

“What happened in my home in Idaho? I want the truth.”

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