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one of those big weightlifters. But for whatever reason she didn’t think so. She would also bet that he didn’t work out at one of those fancy gyms like she’d seen on television either, but got his muscles from hard work and sweat.
    When the police left with the driver of the big truck , she moved out of her space and back onto the sales floor. She was watering the plants when she realized someone was close to her.
    It was Neal. He smiled at her and nodded to the man next to him. Neal used sign language to tell her who he was. “This is my brother Brock. He works with us sometimes, and when he’s around, I want you to feel comfortable. I try to introduce all the new hires to all my brothers in the event you see them hanging around.”
    She took a step back when he took two toward her. She was suddenly afraid of the bigger man and what he might do to her. She whimpered. Neal touched the man’s shoulder when he turned to him. She couldn’t tell what they were saying because they weren’t looking at her any longer, but she knew that whatever it was couldn’t bode well for her.
    When the man reached for her again , she pulled further away and looked at him. He was smiling, but she wasn’t stupid enough to think it meant he was being friendly. She looked at his mouth again when it started moving.
    “I won’t hurt you, I promise you.” She shook her head, and he backed up. “I won’t harm you, Em. I can’t.”
    She had no idea what that was supposed to mean. He was twice her size in weight , and he was a good foot taller than her. She looked at Neal, who was waving at his wife. She was desperate to know what was going on, and when Rayne touched her arm, she let her. The men were frightening her.
    “This is my brother-in-law Brock. He wants you to know that he won’t hurt you , but he would like to touch you for a moment. He has…he thinks you might be something to him.” Rayne glared at Brock. “He’s a nice guy most of the time, unless he’s scaring my employees. Can he touch your arm? I swear that’s all he’d better do.”
    Em was nodding before she could think of all the reasons why this was a bad idea. But even as his hands grazed her bare arm, something inside of her melted and she was more afraid than before, but not so much of the man but of what she was feeling. He smiled at her again and pulled her gently to him. She went because she felt she had no choice. Her heart was telling her it was fine, while her mind was telling her to back the fuck up.
    When he buried his face in her neck, she felt him…she thought he purred. When he licked her skin, her body seemed to catch fire, and she backed away from him, or at least she tried to. Something was off about this whole thing, and she wanted away from him.
    “You’re his mate. Do you know what that means?” She shook her head at Rayne, not because she didn’t know what it meant—because she did—but she didn’t want him near her. “Em, listen to me, I won’t let him hurt you. He’s a good man, and he just wants to talk to you.”
    “He’s not human, is he? He’s like that other man, Peter. Is he?” Rayne shook her head, but before she could answer her, Em nodded. “He is. That man who tried to bite me said I was his mate, too, and that he wanted me as his bride. I would rather die than let anyone bite me again.”
    Rayne spoke to the two men and the one that had licked her, Brock , looked at her throat, and she felt like he’d burned her. Not a bad feeling, but…she looked at him when Rayne turned back to her.
    “He wants to know when this happened and if the vampire is still alive?” She nodded her head. “Brock isn’t a vampire, Em, he’s a tiger like me. My mom is a wolf, but I’m a tiger.”
    “How is that possible? You can’t be a tiger, you’re…you’re human like me. That man that bit me, he was…oh my God, what have I done?”
    Em looked around, frantic for a place to run, but they were closing in on her, and she