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sleep with Jessa.”
    She flinched, the memory slamming into her with brutal force.
    Hakan had returned to the Wildlands after spending nearly a year away. Payton hadn’t even known he was there until she’d been walking home from a night out with a group of friends and caught sight of him standing near her parents’ home.
    It was like being struck by lightning as she’d studied his big, beautiful body that looked as if it’d been chiseled by the hand of a master in the moonlight. And then she’d felt the pulse of his raw masculinity wrap around her, pulling forward until she’d stood directly in front of him.
    She hadn’t even hesitated as she’d lifted a hand to place it against his cheek, a sense of wonderment swelling in her heart.
    “Mine,” she’d whispered. “You’re my mate.”
    The last thing she’d expected was for him to recoil from her touch, his expression hard as he’d simply turned and walked away from her.
    She should have left it there.
    He’d made it painfully clear he wasn’t interested in pursuing their potential mating.
    Instead, she’d foolishly followed him to the Hunters’ communal quarters, watching in horror as a beautiful young Hunter with long, black hair and smoldering gold eyes had tossed herself into his waiting arms.
    She’d heard all the rumors about Hakan and Jessa. But until that night it hadn’t had the power to rip out her heart.
    “No, I don’t suppose there was much sleeping involved.”
    Regret darkened his eyes. “Dammit, Payton.”
    She abruptly turned her head to stare at the large window that overlooked the front yard, her body stiff in blatant rejection of his touch.
    “Put me down,” she commanded.
    There was a second when she thought he might refuse to release her, then with a low curse he grudgingly loosened his hold and set her feet on the floor.
    Without hesitation she was headed across the room to take a seat at the antique mahogany desk placed near the marble fireplace. Leaning toward the sleek computer that was set in the middle of the glossy wood surface, she flicked it on with one press of a button.
    Hakan followed to stand at her side. His frustration filled the air with prickles of heat.
    “What are you doing?”
    She grimly concentrated on logging into her online account. “I’m going to start downloading the information I managed to get from The Haymore Center.”
    The heat of his body threatened to smother her as he planted his palm on the desk and leaned over her shoulder to study the computer screen.
    “How long will it take?”
    Her mouth went dry, her body shivering with an electric excitement as his chest pressed against her back, his breath brushing her cheek like a kiss.
    “An hour,” she managed to get past her stiff lips. “Maybe more.”
    “Good.” He nipped the lobe of her ear. “Then we’re going to talk.”
    Deep inside, her cat was roaring with need, anxious to feel the touch of its mate, but she wasn’t ready.
    Not when she was still pissed at him.
    “I don’t think so,” she muttered.
    “Maybe you’re right.” Without warning Hakan grasped the arms of Payton’s chair and swiveled her to the side. Once she was facing him, he crouched between her legs, his eyes glowing with amber heat as he lifted his hand to cup her cheek. “Since we can’t seem to communicate with our words anymore, let’s try a more basic way to express our feelings.”
    “Hakan,” she breathed, her heart pounding.
    His features softened, revealing a vulnerability she’d once thought was only for her.
    “I’ve missed you, little one.”
    She pressed herself back into the seat, desperately battling against the urge to rub her face against his hand.
    “Don’t say that.”
    “It’s the truth.”
    She glared into the dark, fiercely male face that had haunted her dreams far more nights than she wanted to admit.
    “You broke my heart.”
    He grimaced before he was rubbing his thumb over her lower lip.
    “That was never my