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ELODIE

My eyes were narrow as I watched the couple argue through the coffee shop’s windows. My drink sat in front of me, but I hadn’t touched it since the pair started fighting.

They both had light hair and golden skin. She was tall for a woman, with killer curves, and he was clearly some kind of supernatural. He towered over her by at least eight inches, built thick and strong in a way human men just weren’t, and his arms were covered in black ink tattoos.

My friend Vi would’ve taken one look at the guy and told me to walk the other way.

Miranda, on the other hand, would’ve ogled the hell out of him.

My past experiences told me that supernatural guys were pieces of shit, and to be avoided at all costs.

But my conscience had me watching them closely. If he showed any sign of violence toward her, I would intervene, even if it would land me in the hospital.

It wouldn’t be the first time a supernatural asshole put me there.

The man shoved his hand through his hair. It was shaved on the sides and long and messy on top. Something about the motion was insanely sexy… and made every hair on my body raise.

I found myself standing abruptly.

He was going to hurt her. There was no possible way he wouldn’t. Not when he was so much bigger than her, so much stronger.

I had to intervene.

My hands shook as I strode out of the coffee shop, abandoning my drink and laptop without a thought.

I pushed the doors open, and finally heard their argument.

“You can’t let them do that, August,” the woman argued. “You have to fight back.”

The words didn’t register. Not when I was so worked up that I was shaking.

If they had, maybe I would’ve turned around. They didn’t sound like the words of a woman who was about to be attacked by her supernatural lover or mate.

But the words didn’t register.

And I didn’t walk the other way.

“I’m the one who screwed up. Now I have to play their game,” the man growled.

My footsteps grew shorter, and faster.

“You know I can protect you. Leave the thunder, and—” the woman cut herself off as I stepped up next to them, narrowing my eyes at the supernatural man.

He was even taller than my ex had been.

Bigger, too. Everywhere.

“Don’t touch her,” I said.

My voice only shook a little.

There was a moment of silence.

A long moment.

Long enough that I had a second to wonder if the woman had needed me to intervene at all.

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