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She’d wrapped her arms around her stomach.  She stared after him, looking lost.
    Fuck.
    “Don’t thank me,” he growled. Don’t thank me because you don’t know what I’m going to do yet. You don’t know what I want.
    Soon enough, she would.
    ***
    It was the same nightmare she always had. Allison knew it was a nightmare, but she still couldn’t wake up.  Her parents were dead around her, their blood staining the white carpet a dark red. Her neck hurt, and she could feel the wetness sliding down her skin.
    Her blood.
    “ We’ll be seeing you again…” The vampire told her, smiling with a flash of his blood-stained teeth. “Grow up for us, get strong… we’ll be seeing you again.”
    Because she was one of them. Just like them. She’d kill, torture, listen to her prey scream—
    “ Wake up, Allison. ” Hands were wrapped around her arms, shaking her not-so-gently. “Dammit, wake up!”
    Her eyes flew open, and she found Cade crouched over her.  She almost screamed again.
    Just in time, she managed to stop herself. “I—is something wrong?” Her heart thudded in her chest and her voice came out far too husky.
    She was in the bed.  His bed. He’d taken the couch and offered his room to her.
    A nice gesture for a killer.
    “You were screaming.”
    And now she was awake, in bed, mostly naked, with a bare-chested werewolf crouching over her. “Bad dream,” she managed.
    Cade grunted.  Was that supposed to be a sympathy sound?  He stared to pull away.
    She grabbed his hand.
    They both froze then.  Suddenly, the air seemed very, very thick. And he seemed even…bigger than before. 
    “You want to let me go,” he said the words softly, but she heard the order in them.
    She didn’t let him go.  “You’re not the hard-ass you want me to believe you are.”  Hard-ass killers didn’t comfort you when you had a nightmare. Hard-ass killers didn’t give you their beds. They didn’t—
    One second. That was all it took. He had her flat on her back as his body crushed hers into the mattress.  His lips were on hers, not soft and gentle—wild, hard, rough.
    He didn’t kiss like a new lover. He kissed like a man taking what he wanted.
    Me.
    She couldn’t pull away. His hold was too strong. But—    
    But she didn’t want to pull away.  Allison let her lips part even more, and she kissed him back, loving the hot surge that heated her veins. She’d been alone and afraid for so long and now— I want him.
    His mouth jerked away from hers. “What the hell are you doing?”
    She licked her lips. Tasted him. Wild. “Kissing you?”  Sure, she might not be the most experienced chick in the world but she did have some skills.
    “ Why?”
    Uh, shouldn’t that be—
    “Do you like to play with fire?  I want you…” His voice had roughened, deepened so that it sounded like the rumble from a beast, “and werewolves aren’t exactly known for their control.”
    Her hand rose and traced one of the twisting scars that crossed his chest.
    Cade’s muscles stiffened at her touch. “You don’t want to—” His words broke off as his head jerked to the right. She saw the slight flaring of his nostrils as he scented the air.
    “Cade?”
    He didn’t look at her. Just stared toward the dark window. “Company.”
    Cade leapt out of the bed and raced for the door.  Allison grabbed for her clothes and yanked them on as she stumbled after him. 
    Then she heard the growl of motors approaching. At least two.  Oh, crap, this wasn’t good.
    She grabbed Cade’s arm. “Wait!”
    He spun to face her.
    “You don’t know what’s out there—”
    “Two trucks. Seven dumbass humans. I can smell ‘em.” He inhaled and offered a grim smile. “And those humans are about to get an ass beating.”
    Okay, so he did know.
    Cade stalked outside. He was still bare-chested, and the guy didn’t even look for a weapon to take with him. She didn’t know much about werewolves, but no way were they