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I let my shoulders relax. Now that I had an approximate to where she was, I knew who she was with and what she was doing—I could feel it through our special bond. She was fine for now. I’d let them know in a few minutes that I had located her, and I would be the dutiful sister and go with them to bring her back to her prison.
“What are you smiling about?” Cameron asked from the seat he had taken.
“I know where she is.”
“Okay,” he went to get up and I put my palm out to him.
“She’s fine, and she will remain that way for a little while.”
“Where is she? What is she doing?”
I grinned at Cameron, “She is with her human friend.”
His brows popped up, “She has a human friend?”
I laughed, “Yes, a man she met. For some reason she had taken a shine to him, although I think it has to do with the fact that he has bright blue eyes.”
“Oh, does he know who she is?”
“He does. He came here on business and met her. They hit it off, now I think they are both using one another, not only for sex, but for business. I think they are feeding off each other—not literally—trying to figure the other one out and see what they can help each other with.”
“Who is the guy?”
“Hugh McMurphy, works for Homeland Security.”
“Huh,” He nodded and looked thoughtful for a moment. “Well, good for her.”
“Do you want to see Kristin mated to one of the elders?”
“No, I want to see Kristin happy, and safe.”
I nodded, “Yeah, me too.”
He laughed, “I remember a time when you wanted her dead.”
“A lot has happened since those times, Cameron.” I eyed him carefully, “A lot has happened.”
Chapter 9 – Hugh
It has been a few dayssince I had last seen Kristin, and I couldn’t seem to get her out of my head. It was like something inside of me was constantly searching for a way to get back to her. Maybe it had been too long since I’d been in a relationship with anyone—not that this was a relationship—or perhaps she really had cast a spell over me. Could she cast spells? What could the woman do besides lead people and be utterly tantalizing in bed?
I was keenly aware that there would never be anything between us besides the intense sex and possibility of a fragile friendship in the future. However, that didn’t stop me from oddly—almost obsessively—wanting more.
I had spoken to her briefly earlier today. I was hoping she might have time to see me tonight, but she’d had a previously scheduled family engagement that she needed to attend. Who was her family? I’d met her sister, seen her son, but how many other members of her family lived in that hotel?
