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up your dress.” While he
    didn’t mind seeing the skin tight dress,
    they didn’t need to draw any attention to
    themselves.
    As soon as she’d stripped off the coat
    and put on his, he threw hers in the closest
    garbage can of the parking garage.
    Holding her hand, he was pleased when
    she didn’t pull away, but tightened her
    grip instead.
    A thread of steady fear rolled off her,
    and he didn’t blame her. From her own
    accounts she’d been sheltered most of her
    life. While the Rodriguez pack had seen
    their share of violence in the past century
    —he knew first hand—she was too young
    to have taken part of any skirmishes
    between her pack and other supernatural
    beings. Hell, she was a vet. She helped
    animals all day. Kiernan was just
    surprised she was handling everything so
    well.
    In case anyone had tracked them using
    traffic cameras—doubtful, but he wouldn’t
    put it past anyone at this point—he knew a
    route completely free of cameras. Not a
    straight shot to the condo complex he
    lived in—it took them twice as long to get
    there—but it was worth the extra
    precaution.
    “You’re pretty paranoid, huh?” Melina
    asked as they headed into the underground
    parking garage of the building he actually
    lived in.
    “Careful.” At the elevators, he pressed
    his palm to the biometric scanner and the
    doors opened.
    “After what just happened, I’m not
    complaining,” she murmured.
    Melina still held his hand as they
    entered the elevator, even though she
    could have dropped it long ago. The
    knowledge warmed something inside of
    him he’d forgotten existed. He wasn’t
    supposed to develop feelings for a shifter.
    For a member of the Rodriguez pack, no
    less. But he couldn’t deny what she made
    him feel.
    The door opened on the top floor. His
    family owned the entire building and
    thankfully he was the only one living there
    at the moment. He wasn’t ashamed to be
    seen with Melina, but he didn’t feel like
    explaining to any of his coven why he was
    helping a shifter. Not until things between
    the two of them were settled.
    Melina’s shoes clacked along the
    marble floor of the entryway the elevator
    opened up into. Placing his palm against
    the other biometric scanner—one that also
    read his lower vampire body temperature,
    not just his palm and fingerprints—he
    opened the heavy metal door and entered
    first.
    He paused for a moment, inhaling
    scents and listening for heartbeats. A lot
    of supernatural beings could mask their
    scent and even their heartbeat, but he was
    almost a hundred percent sure they were
    alone. Still, he did a quick sweep of the
    five bedroom place before retrieving
    Melina from the front door.
    He steered her down the long hallway
    that branched off toward bedrooms and
    opened up into the living room. The living
    space directly connected to a giant kitchen
    with all new, state of the art appliances—
    kind of pointless to have considering his
    kind didn’t need to eat. They did and
    could, especially in social settings to put
    others at ease, but it wasn’t a necessity.
    From the amused look on Melina’s face
    he could tell she was thinking the same
    thing. When she shivered, all traces of his
    own amusement fled.
    Stroking his knuckles down her cheek,
    he reveled in the feel of her soft skin.
    “Are you okay? What happened back there
    to make you so weak?” He’d had to pull
    out a chunk of glass from her head—the
    thought made his hands curl into fists—but
    it shouldn’t have weakened her to the
    point that she’d needed his blood.
    Something flickered in her eyes but it
    was gone so fast he wasn’t sure what to
    make of it. Wrapping her arms around
    herself, she shrugged. “I was in a car
    accident.”
    “There’s more to it though, isn’t there?”
    She swallowed hard and shook her
    head. “No.” She’d make a terrible poker
    player. Those big green eyes of hers
    flashed with guilt, but he didn’t have the
    heart to grill her.
    Not when