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against the hard metal of the door and his hands roaming her skirt. They were lifting up her thighs. His hands felt molten against her.
    “Stop.” She spoke unconvincingly, as his mouth found her neck. His lips burned a trail down her throat.
    His hands slid around to her stomach. They started their progression to her breasts. He moved quickly, skillfully.
    She pushed against him and shouted, “STOP!”
    He froze. His lips looked ridiculous frozen in position they had been on her throat. His eyes were half closed, creepily. His hands formed cups just in front of her breasts. She backed against the steering wheel.
    “Jake?” She whispered. He didn’t move, even to breathe. She didn’t know what to do. She felt a panicked scream rising in her throat.
    She looked around the truck but no one was there. Her trembling fingers fought with his huge hands and arms to free her from his embrace. She struggled to climb off of him. She kicked her legs and pushed against him violently to get away. As her body hit the seat, she slid until she felt the hard metal of the door against her back. She started to cry in panic, “Jake. Jake please stop it. I was just scared. It was going too fast. Jake. Please move again.” She put a foot out to kick at his body gently. He remained in the position perfectly like a model at the wax museum.
    Tears streamed down her cheeks, as she reached a wobbly hand out to his arm. He was frozen completely and perfectly. She squeezed his rock hard bicep and pulled her hand away quickly.
    “Jake.” She whispered again into the silent cab of the truck. The sun had started to set.
    ‘RUN!’
    She turned looking for the faces as the whisper filled the truck.
    “Who are you?” She asked terrified to look around.
    ‘RUN, OPHELIA RUN HOME! DON’T STOP RUNNING! YOU AREN’T SAFE!’
    She opened the cab of the truck and leapt from it. Her flip-flops slapped against the hard pavement, as she fled from the huge house and the truck with the frozen boy.

Chapter Six
    Sam

    He felt her eyes on him, they hadn’t left since she’d met him.
    “Can you just ask her to try to not to stare?” He whispered into Lucas’s ear.
    Lucas laughed, “On your own there man. I don’t get involved.”
    “Pretty sure Ari is going to feel the full strength of my Siren gift when I get home. I might just show you what unleashed really is.”
    Lucas’s back straightened. He bit into the chicken thigh he was gnawing on. He crunched the chicken bone and licked his fingers. He glanced back at the woman, “Janine can you do me a favor?”
    “Sure Sugar, whatever you need.” Her eyes never left Sam.
    Lucas frowned at Sam and then looked back at Janine, “Just stop okay?”
    She didn’t even bat an eyelash, “No.”
    Lucas looked back at Sam, “I tried, you even think about messing with Ari and I will kill you, cook you and eat you.”
    Sam grinned, “Try.” He flashed from the room.
    The moonlit night was peaceful and cool in Maine. He couldn’t believe the size of the moon. He could feel the pull of the oceans as he stood under it. His Siren appeal was always stronger under the full moon. The wolves knew that no doubt. Fae knew a lot about the supernatural world. They stayed in groups and educated their offspring. Not like the rest of the supernatural world. Most were rogues who wandered the world alone. Except Siren's who all lived on the Island in Greece. With no actual skills beyond their sex magic they stayed where they were the strongest.
    His mother had been one until she met an angel and gave him her heart, the other Sirens had shunned her. Sam had grown up with his mother and the Wiccan's. He had always told everyone his father was alive. He never wanted anyone to know whose son he actually was.
    His phone vibrated in his pants. Hanna had finally messaged him.
    She answered his question, ‘At Lydia’s’
    ‘I want to see you’
    ‘Where r u?’
    He sighed and looked around, ‘Butt eff nowhere with