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up, and he stared down at her. Her breasts were tight, hard peaks, pushing against his chest. Her hips had arched hungrily against him, and her eyes—there was no missing the lust in her stare. The same lust that heated his own body.
    But the human was telling him no.
    “Why?” Grated from him. Was it because he wasn’t . . . like her? He wasn’t less than human, no, he was—
    She trembled against him as her fingers slid down his arms. “I told you,” Jade said again, “I’m dangerous. You don’t want to be with me.”
    He did. He wanted to be fucking her right then.
    “The best thing that you can do is to get away from me.” Her hands flatted on his chest and she pushed against him.
    Az eased back a step. Just one.
    She stared up at him with those green eyes that he suspected had probably broken mortal men. “That panther pack will be coming after me again. Coming after me and anyone who stands with me. So trust me on this, you don’t want to get caught in this war.”
    Then she eased around him. Her body brushed his, a soft glide of feminine flesh.
    “I’m going to shower,” she said. “You should—you should be gone when I come out.”
    If that was the way the little mortal wanted things . . .
    She headed for the bathroom. Didn’t look back at him. Why did that fact anger him? And why did he feel like he had to ask, “Why do the panthers want you?”
    She paused with one hand on the door frame. “I guess I did something to make them angry.”
    It would seem so.
    “Now, they aren’t going to stop. Not until they kill me.”
    A human against a pack of panthers. Hardly seemed like fair odds to him. A human against just one shifter wasn’t a fair fight.
    “But this isn’t your battle.” She still didn’t look back. Why not? “You should leave while you have the chance. And don’t just leave my apartment. Get out of New Orleans. If you don’t, they’ll pick up your scent. They’ll hunt you down. They’ll rip you apart.”
    Highly doubtful. “I’d like to see them try.”
    She swung around in an instant. “I wouldn’t.” Soft. Wait, were those tears glittering in her eyes?
    A mortal, crying over him?
    “You helped me. You didn’t know me. But you . . . you saved my life.” She gave a fast, negative shake of her head. “Now let me save yours. Az, get the hell out of here, and don’t ever come back. ”
    She sounded like she meant those words.
    Jade spun around and slammed the door behind her. A few seconds later, the water flooded on with a roar of sound.
    Az stared at the closed door. After a moment, he waved his hand and instantly clothed his body in fresh clothes. He hadn’t needed her to wash the others. Working magic was easy for him. Always had been. Magic was one of his gifts.
    The water continued to pour in the bathroom.
    The mortal wanted him to leave her alone . . .
    But sometimes, mortals didn’t always get what they wanted. Especially not when they tempted him so much.
     
    He’d left.
    As she tiptoed out of the bathroom, Jade’s hands tightened around the towel that covered her body. It was good that he’d left.
    So why did her chest ache?
    She took a deep breath. For once, she’d done the right thing. She hadn’t dragged Az into her hell.
    She could handle this nightmare, and he—he’d be much better off the farther away he got from her. For his sake, Jade hoped the guy hightailed it far and fast.
    Besides, she was used to being on her own. It was the way she wanted to be. Az would have just complicated things for her. Distracted her.
    And . . . and she could still taste him on her lips.
    Dammit.

    Az waited until the sun fell, then he sought out his brother Sammael at the Fallen’s favorite club.
    Brother. He and Sammael—or, rather, Sam, since his brother preferred that version of his name—weren’t exactly close, especially since Az had spent an inordinate amount of time attempting to kill Sam over the centuries.
    But, well, bygones. That was all in the