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“A hitman for animal attacks? That doesn’t make sense,” the younger one replied, furrowing his brow.
“You and I both know it’s not about animal attacks, kid. They want someone to cover it up, make it look like something else. But what are they hiding, and who are they trying to protect?” the older detective shrugged, lowering his voice even further.
“Do we have any details about this hitman?” The younger detective asked, leaning in closer, his eyes wide with curiosity.
The older detective hesitated for a moment before responding. “Yeah, there’s one thing that’s come through the grapevine. They say he’s got a scar, a gnarly one across his left eye. No one knows how he got it, but someone had to get close enough to give it to him,” he replied.
I couldn’t help but feel a chill run down my spine as I returned to my breakfast, trying to keep my expression blank and my thoughts to myself.
Kane could be in trouble.
Worry gnawed at me as I listened to the detectives continue to discuss the lethal hitman. I couldn’t help but connect the dots, fearing for Kane’s safety. I had no way to contact him. The thought of him facing such peril weighed heavily on my mind. How could I let him know what was happening when I didn’t even know how to reach him?
Despite my worry, I finished my breakfast, savoring every last bite of the delightfully delicious pancakes, and left a generous twenty-dollar tip for the waitress. As I stepped out of the diner, the city seemed to hum with its usual chaotic energy. The sun was climbing higher in the sky, casting long shadows that danced across the streets. I couldn’t shake the concern for Kane that had taken root in my mind, and the weight of my worry followed me all the way back to my apartment. I worried my lip between my teeth, trying to figure out how to reach him without putting myself in danger again.
Unlocking my apartment door, I entered cautiously, my heart pounding in my chest with the uncertainty of what I was to do. Then I started, realizing I wasn’t alone. Kane was sitting at my small kitchen table, sipping a mug of black coffee all by himself.
His dark eyes bored into mine, smoldering with intensity as he gazed back at me. I froze in my tracks, the door falling shut behind me, the click echoing in the silence. For a moment, neither of us spoke, the tension in the room palpable, until I finally mustered the words, my voice barely above a whisper.
“Kane… You’re here.”
My eyes feasted on the sight of him. He was dressed in an impeccably tailored Tom Ford suit. The fabric was a deep shade of charcoal, accentuating his broad shoulders and commanding presence. The jacket clung to his muscular frame, while the trousers fell crisply, perfectly creased. The silk tie, a shade of midnight black, was fastened with a sleek silver tie bar, completing the ensemble with a touch of sophistication and an air of raw power.
“I wanted to check in on you,” he replied, his gaze softening with concern.
I licked my lips, my pussy clenching as I thought about our last encounter, and immediately, I felt heat rise to my face.
“The cops came here,” I said lamely, trying to change the subject and turn it away from the arousal brewing deep in my belly.
“What did you tell them, Lexie?” he asked in a low, gravelly voice, his gaze remaining fixed on me, his expression unreadable.
“I told them I didn’t see anything, that I was too busy working.”
“You didn’t tell them about me, then,” he pressed, and I shook my head. His head cocked to the side, the interest in his gaze brewing with curiosity.
“No. I didn’t,” I whispered.
“Why?”
“I don’t know,” I answered. Truthfully, I didn’t know why I’d protected him. Maybe it was just my fascination with something supernatural, or maybe it was because I didn’t know what he was capable of.
Or maybe because a part of you still really likes him despite his potential wolfy status.
His mouth tightened as he appraised me, a glimmer of curiosity sparkling in his gaze. Subtly, his eyes narrowed as he cocked his head. He didn’t say anything, but I knew he was at least a little surprised by my decision to keep his presence in my life a secret.
“There’s something else,” I began.
“What is it, little one?” he said, his voice warm, soft, and surprisingly soothing.
“I overheard something at the diner. There were two detectives there, and they were talking about the mafia hit, the one they’re calling an animal attack… They think there’s a professional hitman who’s coming after whoever killed those men, who’s coming after you,” I continued.
My words hung in the air between us, and I watched as Kane’s dark eyes narrowed with a sense of foreboding. I didn’t ask him who’d killed those men. I knew it was him. There was no denial in his eyes either, only calm acceptance that I’d figured it out on my own.
“Why did you kill them?”
“They were going into that casino to hurt you,” he answered, his voice weighted with the heaviness of that statement. “I did it to protect you.”
“Thank you,” I whispered, not knowing what else to say.
