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“Not until you’ve answered my questions.” I adjusted my hands on the steering wheel, worried he’d flip out at me or try to drain my emotions like he had Sophie’s and Hector’s.

“Alright, go ahead.” He sounded like he was just humoring me.

“There’s no way to unmate us?”

“No, despite many centuries of effort from many of the most obnoxious witches on the planet.”

My nose wrinkled at the mention of witches.

Everyone hated witches.

Honestly, I wasn’t even sure why. They were just hated.

“Then why did you mate with me?”

“Because my options were eternity with you, or in a cell.”

Right.

The prison thing.

“What did you do to end up in prison? And why did you have to choose between mating or jail?”

“I told you, I work for your government. My brothers and I hunt vampires who’re killing humans. As long as we clean up after ourselves, the supernatural government turns a blind eye. We took down a high-profile vamp after she’d slaughtered a group of humans, and even though we had evidence that she’d broken the laws, the government got involved. I took the fall for it so my brothers would stay free, and ended up in prison.”

I blinked. “So youmurdervampires?”

Was I being purposefully obtuse?

Yes.

It was much easier to label him as an actual villain at the moment than to accept he was protecting people.

“Only the bad ones.”

I scowled. “Murder is murder, Rafael. The prison exists to hold those vampires.”

“Agree to disagree.” He took another bite of a chocolate. “Who made these?”

“My chef,” I grumbled.

He didn’t need to know thatIwas my chef.

“You’ll need to get me their number. I’ve never had anything like this before.”

The compliment would’ve meant more to me if he hadn’t just used my joke to seal a mate bond between us. And drained my favorite barista’s emotions in the process.

At least he wouldn’t be out to kill me, since I wasn’t a vampire. That was a plus.

“So why did they let you out of prison?”

“My brothers and I have had plans in place for these situations for years. I knew I had a potential mate in Scale Ridge, so I lived here throughout the trial and claimed a shortened sentence for the sake of mating. Mates are respected in the supernatural community, and mated pairs live by different rules. No one takes a mate lightly.”

“Except you, apparently,” I tossed back.

He lifted a shoulder. “Better than prison.”

“For you, maybe.”

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