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Jermaine cleared his throat. “I can call in a favor with the precinct. There’s a few shifters there that can collect him and throw him in the drunk tank right after we leave. How about that?”

Anita smiled gratefully. “Yes, that’ll be great.”

I still didn’t understand why she didn’t just want to leave him here. “Ani…”

She cupped my cheek. “He’s a human, Liam. We need to let the human world punish him, okay?”

“How can we make that happen?”

“I got a recording of his confession.” She frowned while searching her pockets. “Damn it, I lost my phone. I must have dropped it when he attacked me.”

Jermaine pulled a flashlight from his belt. “I’ll find it. We don’t want that getting in the wrong hands.”

“But it’ll trace back to you,” I told Anita. “I don’t want you to get sucked back into his chaos.”

She rubbed my arms that were now covered with the coat Jermaine had given me. “If you’re that concerned about it, we can think of something else.”

“Something that won’t involve you running off again, right?”

She smiled bashfully. “Sorry.”

“From now on, we’re a team,” I told her. “Let’s act like a team, okay?”

She nodded. “Okay.”

Regina stood next to us, watching Jermaine search the ground for Anita’s phone. “You know, if you want a sure way to get him arrested, I could plant the suggestion for him to confess to his crimes.”

Anita straightened up. “You can do that?”

“I can strengthen the suggestion, yes. If he feels any amount of guilt for his actions, then that should be greater when he wakes up.”

I offered a supportive grin. “That sounds like the least violent option available. How can we ever repay you, Regina?”

She winked. “I’ll bill you later.”

As the witch got to work with our new plan, Jermaine located Anita’s phone. He returned it to her with the screen cracked like a spiderweb.

She sighed as she held it up to the headlights. “This thing was old, anyway.”

The screen lit up. She gulped as she stared at what appeared to be a text.

I held her arm loosely. “Baby, what is it? What’s wrong?”

“Sterling just asked if he could visit Memphis,” she replied. “I don’t think he’ll handle the wolf thing as well as me.”

I tipped my head back and laughed.

Chapter 22 - Anita

“I’m sorry,” I whispered for the millionth time. “I don’t mean to be so much trouble to you.”

Liam peered at me sleepily through the dim light of his bedroom. Through the window came the hypnotic sounds of the night. All manner of creatures were out there—supernatural and natural alike.

In here, that distinction didn’t really matter. I didn’t see Liam as a wolf who could become human or a human who could become a wolf. I saw him as a man who kept his word and did everything to keep me close.

Tonight almost ruined that.Ialmost ruined that. “I’m sorry.”

He stroked my cheek. “Baby, you have nothing to be sorry about.”

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