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Magic looked like he’d been slapped, but Eagan hadn’t gotten close enough to touch him.
“Bullshit. You won’t break the pact.”
“You bet your ass I will.”
Magic shook his head in disbelief, and then his troubled gaze met hers. “What’s she got to say about this? Huh? You ready to let this cat fuck you like some prized pussy?”
Clara gasped.
“She doesn’t exactly have a choice does she?” Eagan ground out, and Magic’s gaze snapped back to him.
“You can’t do that.” But those words weren’t snarled as the others were, and instead, he looked broken. Crushed, really. For a split second, Clara felt sorry for him.
“Of course I can. I’m a goddamn male werecat. Not onlycan I, I’msupposedto. And I will.”
The room fell silent. There was only heavy, angry breaths, and Clara’s terrified ones.
It was a slow build from broken to shaking with fury, but when Magic reached fury, Clara felt it like an explosion in the room.
“You…” He shook his head, swallowing disgust so he could speak. “You would hurt your female like that?”
“I’m protecting her.”
Magic’s fists clenched and opened, clenched and opened. “After all these years… I thought I knew you. But you’re no better than the other males, the ones we grew up under. You just needed your fucking female to come along and turn you into a monster. You’re disgusting. You make mesick.”
Eagan’s jaw ticked with each word, but he never spoke a word to defend himself.
“I want you gone.” Magic pointed a threatening finger at him, backing blindly toward the door. “You’re done here. Hear me? I want you gone, before I kill you.” He looked at Clara and his face flashed between pity and warning. “You better run, little girl. You’d better hide.”
With one parting look of disgust at Eagan, Magic disappeared through the door, leaving it swinging on its hinges.
Clara was breathless with the seriousness of his warning. She looked at Eagan. Werecat. Not human. Kind, or not. She didn’t know. Couldn’t tell. Maybe he was only gaining her trust with his kindness so he could prey on her.
Fuck her like a prized pussy.
Oh, shit.
Fear clawed her throat, strangling her breath.
Run. Hide.
His back was to her. She could run like before. Out the back door. Get lost in the building like before while he chased her outside. Would he fall for that again?
Her eyes fell to his jeans. Something rigid stuck out from the back pocket.
The notebook. Sweet Jesus, it was her notebook.
She saw the path, and how easy it could be. Grab the book, run like hell, reach the creek and swim so he couldn’t track her. She could do it.
On the count of three.
One.
Two…
