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side. He nudged the bedroom door open. “Who the hell are you and what the fuck are you doing in my home?”
    “Ah, Mr. Ascher.” The man whipped around. When he glared, Ascher’s blood ran cold. He knew that face -- Gio Lupo.
    A memory flashed in Ascher’s mind. The scruffy, bearded man with the tribal tattoo along his neck peering at the bag of kittens. “ These will be perfect for what he wants .” What he wanted. Branker.
    Lupo withdrew a syringe from his coat pocket. “Be a good kitty and give me all your blood.”
    “That’s not very sterile and it won’t hold all my blood.” Ascher sized up the situation. Hayden and Penelope clung to each other on the other side of the bed. Neither appeared to be hurt, just scared.
    “Who needs sterile when I’m getting what I want?” Lupo grinned. “Let’s make this nice and easy.”
    A new power surged within Ascher. Making love to Penelope hadn’t been just sex. They’d created the bond. She might not have understood or was willing to admit she loved him, but the mating had taken place. The magic didn’t lie -- she loved him. Lupo could do whatever the hell he wanted with the blood, but he wouldn’t change anything.
    “Have all you need.” Ascher rolled up his sleeve. “Go on.” He ripped the needle out of Lupo’s hand. “Here, I’ll give you the fucking blood.”
    “Stupid animal,” Lupo spat. “You’ve signed your own death sentence.”
    Ascher shook his head. He glanced at Penn, who clasped both hands over her mouth. Tears shimmered in her eyes.
    “You’re too confident.” Ascher tore the needle from his arm. Green blood swirled in the vial. “You’re also too late. My blood won’t help you. I’ve taken my mate.”
    “No.” Lupo shook the vial. “Can’t be. No.” His bravado evaporated. He crumpled into himself and dropped the syringe. “Branker won’t quit. He’ll search out the others.”
    Ascher lunged at Lupo, knocking the man to the ground. He growled and wished he could’ve used his claws. “Never, ever touch my family or my mate again.” He cocked his arm and punched the older man square on the jaw. “Understand?”
    Before Lupo could answer, sirens wailed outside of the house. Blue and red lights flashed on the walls.
    “I’ll get the door,” Joel said and sprinted out of the room.
    Ascher gripped Lupo’s shirt tight. He braced his knee between the smaller man’s legs, pinning him to the floor. Behind him, footsteps thumped on the floor. The sound of radio chatter filled the room.
    “What do we have here?” One of the cops put his hand on Ascher’s shoulder. “Cut him loose. We know Mr. Lupo.”
    “Lt. Slone.” Hayden sagged against Penelope. “Thank God.”
    “We know him,” Joel added.
    Lt. Slone hefted Lupo off the floor. “Branker couldn’t leave well enough alone.” He snapped the handcuffs around Lupo’s wrists and spoke to his partner. “Put him in the car.” He turned his attention to Ascher. “I’m sorry he broke into your house. We’ve been looking for him.”
    Once the second officer removed Lupo from the bedroom, Lt. Slone spoke into his radio. He explained the situation to dispatch. When he finished, he scrubbed the back of his hand across his forehead. “I didn’t expect to see you again, but I’m not surprised.”
    “We’ve got two more brothers.” Ascher stood and smoothed the wrinkles from his shirt. “We don’t know where they are and I’m sure Branker’s looking for them. Might not be him personally, but he’s not given up.”
    “No, he’s not.” Lt. Slone shook his head. “I’m having my buddy Ridge bring over some plywood to cover that window. We’ll do statements next. Ready?”

Chapter Five
     
    Two hours and a lengthy interview later, Penelope slumped on the couch. Good Lord, Slone asked a lot of questions. She’d been as honest and cooperative as possible. As much as she loved her new family members, she wanted time alone with her man. She waited until the