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Vampires? Shifters? Curses?

She fingered the lump on her head.

That had to be why her crazy thoughts of wolf shifters and vampires wouldn’t vanish. Her fear of dogs didn’t help, either. She couldn’t be anywhere near them. That was another reason not to trust her thoughts.

Tamaska’s skin prickled as she accelerated away from Kodiak. How could he be human and a wolf at the same time? It made no sense. At the same time, a familiarity in the truth of his existence chilled her to the core.

She was making excuses, trying to find a way around the horrible, glaring truth: The world wasn’t simple like she thought.

Creatures like Kodiak, like that vampire, existed.

And no amount of so-called rational thought would change the ugly truth.

A sharp pain rippled through her as Kodiak’s words echoed in her mind.

Her best friend Tahla was dead, killed by a vampire who wanted to do the same to Tamaska.

Let them fucking try.

The pain in her knee eased as she maintained her speed towards the main road. Clearly not a serious injury. She thanked whatever stars that might be lucky for that. By the main road, she would be visible to a city full of people. Kodiak wouldn’t dare try anything then.

Automatically, she glanced over her shoulder to see if he had followed her.

But no.

Something called to her, like he’d physically hooked into her, chained her to him somehow. He was a fever in her blood, and she knew he was still there before she turned.

When she did…

Her gaze found him immediately.

Kodiak stood at the tree line, his gaze firmly fixed on her, his expression almost unreadable. Almost because something glimmered in his eyes like determination, like regret. Want. Disappointment.

She shivered. It didn’t matter what they’d done, how she’d learned his body, the feel of his skin, those hard muscles, the heat of him, his kiss…no, she didn’t want him—not beyond that physical call.

Unable to move, she stared back. He wasn’t coming for her. He was naked and that thought made her shiver.

With relief, she told herself. He couldn’t risk chasing her without drawing unwanted attention and possibly getting arrested.

She gave him a stormy look, as if to dare him to follow her. If he did, she would make him regret it. By God, she would. Her pulse quickened as anger boiled through her. How dare he try and convince her she needed him? Apart from everything, he’d lied to her. Lied.

About who he was, what he was. Oh, all the arguments sounded in her head, but none of them made up for the lie.

Yes, she tried to justify and think around the truth that made no sense. Yes, she understood if he’d told her what he was straight out, she wouldn’t have believed him until he’d proven it. But he waited until he’d gotten her guard down, until he’d had her, stirred feelings she didn’t want in her, made her long for him…or at least the idea of him she’d had in her head.

And now he what? Wanted her to think she needed him? A creature she hated? A man she didn’t trust?

No.

Tamaska would find the Blood Opal herself and get out of this fucking mess she was in.

All on her own.

She turned and hurried onto the footpath, desperate to escape those burning, watching eyes, then hailed the first taxi to come along. She slipped in, closing the door with a bang as if shutting Kodiak out of her life.

“Where to, Miss?” asked the driver, peering into the rearview mirror. His dark eyes momentarily gave her pause.

Could he be a wolf shifter too? How the fuck would she know?

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