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The grey-haired man shook his head. “That is enough. Would you care to return to your own form? Two of my grandson is disconcerting.”
She dragged in a deep breath, forcing the reduction back to her own form. She swayed a little, and Denier caught her.
“It hurts a little to force my original self. I have to burn out the genetic sample I am working with.” She slumped in Denier’s arms.
The council looked at the large claw etchings and her small hand. The dark-haired man at the corner stated, “Wait in the hall. We will deliberate.”
Denier lifted her up and left the room.
He sat back down on the seat and nuzzled her to comfort her. She blushed as she realized that he could smell her stress. When she had been him for a moment, she had gotten all of his senses. What she had thought was faint freesia was a seductive floral blast.
“I am not that upset. Just a little weak.”
“I am upset. I wanted to murder the dead. If he was still breathing, he would be bleeding out by now.” He continued to rub his cheek and muzzle against her.
She sighed. “I don’t remember much about it. I remember being arrested and my mother screaming, and then, I got small, and the cuffs fell off. That is when it all hit the fan.”
“Do you know who put out the contract?”
“Two options. Either my mom or Paul’s biker buddies.”
“Was he an active?”
“Am I dead?” She smiled and chuckled.
“No. But he could have been a convincer.”
She wrapped her hands around his muzzle. “He wasn’t. He was a human. He was a piece of shit. I killed him. Someone is trying to kill me. Sums it up.”
He blinked, and she let him go. “Sorry, Denier. You are trying to be helpful. That was rude.”
He chuckled. “It’s fine. No one dares to grab my muzzle. It definitely got my attention.”
He carefully pried her dress from her neck and started to lick her as he growled softly.
She shivered, and she started to get aroused. “Stop that.”
He chuckled and kept doing it.
She growled at him, and he paused, snorted, and kept going.
Brit was slowly relaxing against him as he slid a hand to the inside of her knee when there was a cleared throat, and he lifted his head. She whimpered in disappointment, and he chuckled as he got them back to their feet.
His grandfather was smirking at them and led them back into the council room.
Denier rubbed his thumb across the back of her knuckles. She felt the heavy blush as the council gave her knowing looks.
The councillor with the grey hair smiled. “We are cancelling the contract on Bethany Wells. We find that it was issued without all information being added to the request.”
He paused and then continued. “Provided that you become the mistress to my grandson.”
She reeled and jerked her hand away from Denier’s. “If you wanted to get me to say no, thank you. You have done it.”
The council was shocked, and Denier sighed. “May we have a moment?”
They nodded, and he gently drew her to a place halfway to the door. He crouched down and looked at her. “You don’t understand what you are doing.”
“Did you know they would do this?”
