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"It's not supposed to," I grunt.
"Well, it is," she says. "Zane...why don't you want me?"
Fuck, fuck fuck...seriously? I focus on keeping my hand steady, outlining Eve's face over Kendra's heart. The tattoo is almost done, and then I can flee to my room and jerk off until my dick is raw. That's what I'm going to have to do if she keeps this up.
"You could've done anything you wanted with me when I got here," she says. "And I would've let you. I would've liked it. I still would."
"Jesus, Kendra."
"Why?" she asks, her voice reedy and desperate. "You told me I'm not a monster, but you treat me like you don't even see me."
I finally finish the line work, sealing the pheromones into place, and I turn around and put the tattoo gun down on my work table. She shouldn't be like this...she should find me repulsive right now.
"I'm trying to treat you like a lady," I growl.
"I'm not a lady," she says. "I'm an omega. And I'm a killer. And you say I don't know what I want...but I do."
I can feel her behind me, and I know we're hurtling toward something we can't take back. Once I'm inside her, I won't ever stop fucking her. I'm gonna have her naked with her legs spread for days.
We've gotta escape Solstice Bay, not fuck all week.
But she's about to make that choice for me.
"Look at me, Zane," she murmurs. "Tell me you don't want this."
Then her hands slide across my chest from behind...and I'm done for.
7
Carson
Ican'tbelieveIsaw her and she slipped away.
I've been looking for Kendra Morrison for months--and everyone has been riding my ass about it. I've got Olivia Cruz breathing down my neck from out west, and now my partner in crime, Rafe, is fucking Kendra's best friend...sohe'sjust as interested in getting her rescued. Everyone in the Enclave seems intent on getting this last Solstice Bay heiress to safety, and I almost had her.
I've been staking out the auction houses for weeks, planning to stage a rebellion there.
Justwaitingfor the right time.
Then I saw her, and she was gorgeous, and I totally lost my cool.
Now I have to track her down again.
I make my way through the city streets, my hands shoved in my jacket pockets, asking everyone who's anyone if they've caught sight of her. If I was a fugitive from the ACB, the Enclave is the first organization I would turn to--but last time I saw Kendra, she was terrified. She's probably been more interested in running for her life than finding the rebels who could help her.
She could be anywhere.
Unwillingly mated to any damn alpha who found her.
I really fucked up, even if I shut down the auction.
"Hey," I say, walking up to a bum on the street corner. He's a beta--I can tell from his scent, masked as it is by his stench. "You seen this girl?"
He looks at the photo on my phone and laughs, his voice hoarse and shaky. "Only on wanted posters," he says. "Cute little thing though, huh?"
I snatch my phone away and shut it down again. "Thanks," I mutter, then leave him behind.
I finally catch a break when I hear a rumor that Kendra has been spotted in the Red Light District, and my heart sinks. That might be the second worst place for an omega to end up after the auction block--where they fall in with pimps who want to sell them to the highest bidder, getting plowed night after night. I make my way there in a hurry, half-hoping my lead is wrong.
