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“What’s wrong, cat got your tongue?” I couldn’t resist. All the training I’d been through had been about listening, not goading the asshole making the threat. I was far too exasperated to take heed of the experts.

I could hear the sound of heavy breathing. God, the fucker thought he was going to get to me this way.

“Okay then. Nice chatting with you.”

The single growl was enough to send several chills racing through my body. The sound wasn’t… human.

Then I heard laughter, deep and rich and exactly like the dark and ominous chuckle I’d heard in my nightmares.

And when he spoke, what he said I knew to be true.

“Be careful, little girl, for I’m the big bad wolf and I’m coming for you.”

CHAPTER7

Vanessa

Evil.

There was no other way to describe the caller’s voice. I could swear I felt his breath skating over me, his eyes penetrating my clothing. I was still shaking after I dropped the phone, backing away. I took his threat more seriously than the majority I’d received before and not because of what he said but the way he’d said the words.

As if he’d already taken me.

I swallowed, moving out of the area toward my bedroom. I hadn’t bothered to carry my handgun with me. The danger hadn’t seemed real.

Until now.

Things were about to change. I snagged my Beretta m9 from the shoebox in my closet, grabbing a box of ammunition. I’d learned how to shoot as a teenager, practicing often. I’d continued going to the shooting range after accepting a position almost immediately after passing the bar. My weapon had come in handy more than once.

As I knew it would now. No asshole was going to scare me into leaving. Forget it. I was much stronger than that. Smirking, I headed back into the living room ready to make a plan of action.

A strange wave tore through me, my entire body tingling. I was thrown by the surge of sensations, heat prickling every inch of my skin.

The hard pounding on the door was even more jarring but I knew without bothering to look who stood behind the door.

Stone.

Oh, God.

I could feel him. I could taste him. I could… I pressed my hand over my mouth, fighting the moan slipping to the surface. Nothing about the connection we shared made any sense.

Damn it. I wasn’t able to deal with him right now, not until I had a chance to figure out what the hell I was dealing with. “Go away, Stone.”

“I’m not going anywhere, Vanessa. The sooner you realize that, the better.”

Hissing, I pressed my palm against the door, the electricity pumping through me like a wildfire. I found myself panting, unable to rationalize why I wanted the man. No, I refused to give into ridiculous primal desires. This was nuts.

“I will break down the door, Vanessa. Trust me,” he growled.

“You wouldn’t dare.”

“I suggest you donotcross me.”

I heard the anger as well as the conviction in his voice. I also felt the rumble of his aura even through the door. I didn’t need help. I refused to accept his domination.

Yet there was no denying the desire to see him.

Touch him.

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