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“So pretty against that beautiful brown of your skin,” she went on. “You got a girlfriend?”

The brazenness of her question took me aback, but I managed to compose myself, dropping a deadpan expression on my face.

“I’m too old for you,” I told her.

“Oh, yeah?” she teased. “What are you? All of thirty?”

I held her gaze evenly.

“Add two centuries to that, and you’ll be more in the ballpark.”

Her smile faded, and she paled slightly, stepping back finally as she clued into my genetics.

“Oh,” she whimpered, terror overtaking her eyes. “You’re… a… you’re one of those.”

I parted my lips to ask her what that was supposed to mean, but a bell dinged from behind the counter in the kitchen, and she hurried off to collect her order, leaving me staring at my beer again, wondering why I’d come.

One of what? A shifter?

That was hardly a reason for her to be panicking. Half the beings in the room were shifters. I could smell their various mutations on them. Although, if Pario City was anything like Seven Rock, very few humans seemed to know we existed.

Abruptly, my head jerked like I was a marionette on a string, twisting my neck toward the wide window overlooking the barren lot out front. The skin on my arms prickled so intensely, every hair rose independently, like they were trying to flee from my body.

But when I looked, I saw nothing but the mishmash of cars and motorcycles I’d seen upon entry. Still, the pull in my chest didn’t lessen, and my breathing suddenly took a jagged turn. A throbbing overtook my collarbone, an odd but pleasant burning searing through my heart, but before I could even attempt to identify it,sheappeared.

Standing directly in my line of sight in front of the window, a vision so breathtaking, I honestly thought for half a second that I was going into some form of cardiac episode.

Her strawberry blonde mane was swept up into a messy bun, falling in loose pieces around the slender lines of her sharp but feminine features. An aquiline nose accented two high, well-formed cheekbones, highlighting a set of almond-shaped teal eyes.

Eyes which bulged as she met my stunned face, keeping my own from wandering lower to explore the rest of her figure in the moment.

She’s fucking gorgeous!was my first thought, but this was well beyond physical attraction, the urgency inside me mounting as time froze between us.

She spun away from the glass, disappearing again, and I jumped to my feet before I could stop myself.

Where the hell did she go?

Unable to stop myself, I raced toward the door, ignoring the waitress as she called out to me to pay, but I didn’t get far because the woman I’d seen in the front marched inside, her cheeks flushed and furious.

Now, I was able to take in her entire figure, the curve of her full, ripe breasts, nipples poking through the fabric of the ivory V-neck, hips undulating against the fabric of her jeans. The overwhelming scent of her pheromones, all wolf, all musky vanilla, made me instantly hard.

She stopped directly in front of me, those intense, aqua eyes ablaze.

Why does she look so pissed?I wondered and parted my lips to ask her exactly that, but before I could muster the words, she questioned me first.

“What the hell are you doing here?”

Chapter6

Abby

The idiot just stared at me, blinking.

“What?” he asked, a weird smile overtaking that ridiculously handsome face I’d dreamed about every damn night since he’d “died.”

To my abject horror, tears of frustration burned behind my eyelids.

Oh, no. No way. I’m not shedding one more goddamn tear over this. No.

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