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mouth.
    That one simple buss of his lips over the other woman’s was a chainsaw to Anka’s heart. Tears burned the backs of her eyes. Yes, she’d known Lucan would be using surrogates for energy now that they were no longer mated, but she never imagined having to see him with another. Did he feel even a tenth of this agony when he saw her with Shock?
    “ I tried,” Kari said by way of apology.
    She had. And Anka regretted that she’d been too preoccupied to catch on quickly enough to save herself this heartache.
    “ I have to go.” But she couldn’t walk past Lucan now. He and the gorgeous surrogate currently rifling her fingers through his dark hair sat at the table right beside the door. There was no way she could leave without them seeing. “Help me.”
    Kari bit her lip. “He doesn’t usually stay long when he meets one of them here.”
    Of course not. He led them from here, straight to his bed. Their bed. And the way his lips were trailing up the brunette’s neck and he was whispering something into her ear that made her laugh, Anka had no doubt he was eager to get this woman naked and supine.
    “ You could just stay and wait,” Kari suggested. “They’ll be gone soon.”
    Anka shook her head. No, she couldn’t watch another moment of this. “Is there another exit?”
    God, that sounded cowardly. But right now, she’d rather run past Mathias than Lucan cozying up to his surrogate for the night.
    Pity softened Kari’s expression as she stood directly in front of Anka. “Yes. Stand up and round that corner to your right. Behind that is my office. There’s a door out back from there. I’ll stay right behind you.”
    “ Thank you,” Anka said gratefully, doing her best not to fall apart now.
    Kari nodded softly. “Listen, I spent two years watching Ronan charm other women to his bed nearly every night before we mated. I understand quite well how you feel.”
    On wobbling legs, Anka rose. The barkeep’s taller frame blocked her view of Lucan, and him of her, she presumed. She managed one quick peek at her former mate, whose lips hovered right over the surrogate’s. He never noticed her. That chainsaw sliced through Anka’s chest again, rending her heart in two.
    Once in Kari’s office, she sagged into the barkeep’s desk chair. Tears stabbed at her eyes again. Alone now, she let them fall, but nothing was going to cleanse her brain after seeing Lucan’s hands, lips, and smile directed at another woman. As hard as he trained and fought, she knew he needed new energy frequently. There were other ways to power up his magic, but none more effective than a rousing romp between the sheets. Without energy, he would wither, die. And unlike Bram, who was mated, Lucan didn’t have to rely on mutual self-pleasure to power up. He could—and probably would—have sex with that woman any way he pleased.
    She had to focus on her desire to see him alive and happy, not on the fact that, right now, he was probably sweeping his lips across the surrogate’s, tongue sinking deep, dragging her nubile body—one that hadn’t been ravaged and scarred—against his. He was likely readying her so he could sink into her bed and into her body.
    Anka bit her lip to hold in another cry. She had to get out of here and go home.
    Stumbling into the back alley, behind the dumpster again, she teleported with the thoughts of home resonating through her brain. But it wasn’t the little house she’d shared with Shock these past months that came into view.
    Anka found herself directly in front of the house she’d shared for over one hundred years with Lucan.
    Home .
    The familiar warmth of its brown walls made her pine for the days and nights she spent here. Lovingly, her gaze traced the stately roof, the arched windows, and the long lawn, surrounded by the gardens she used to love keeping. In January, most everything lay dormant. Surprisingly, nothing looked neglected or overgrown. Even the same little wooden picket fence