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sounded choked
and unsure even though he had never been more sure of anything in his life. His
little human was everything he needed in a female. There was no way he would
ever evoke that crazy lore. It hadn’t even crossed his mind, not even for a
second. In fact, he had completely forgotten about its existence.
    Unfortunately,
Allison took his hesitation as an opening to try and change his mind. One of
the things he really liked about this female, the main reason why he had hired
her in the first place, was for her ability to get straight to the point and to
get the job done no matter how difficult the task. Right now it was about to
backfire on him. Big time.
    Allison
clasped the hem on her dress. Don’t do it! In one swift move, she
removed the garment. Even more unfortunate was that his fucking eyes dropped to
take in her nakedness and a groan escaped. Not because he was aroused but
because he was going to have to fire the first brilliant PA he had, had since
Stephanie left.
    His
assistant cocked a narrow hip and widened her stance so that he would get a
better view of her bare pussy. She wore heels, stockings with suspenders and
nothing else. There was nothing wrong with her per se except that she wasn’t
his Cenwein, wasn’t Tanya. Not his human. There was no fur, no lush curves, no
mischievous glint in her eye or a smile on the face he’d come to love. In
short, she wasn’t his and therefore he wasn’t interested and would never be.
    “Put
that back on right now.” He growled, sounding much more in control. Back in the
driver’s seat where he belonged. The only person with any type of control over
him was his mate. Period.
    Her
face clouded momentarily in confusion before she pulled her shoulders back and
took another step towards him. “I’m only doing my duty, my lord. You would be
well within your rights to take what I’m offering.”
    Brant
shook his head. “I know that you can scent that I was with my female not so
long ago. She is all that I need. Now please, put the dress back on. I think it
would be…”
    Fucking
perfect ! As in, this couldn’t get much worse .
Allison’s hands curled around his biceps. Brant had to work hard not to shove
her away from him.
    “You
are a male in his prime. Not just any male, but the king. You have needs a
human would have a hard time meeting. Especially when said human is so heavily
pregnant. Don’t deny yourself this. I am duty bound to ease and take care of
you. Let me do my duty.” She pushed herself up against him. “Please, my lord.”
    Brant
clasped her arms, intent on peeling her off of him. The last thing he wanted
was to hurt her but this had to fucking stop. Although completely out of line,
she was not a bad female. Her reasoning might be flawed but she didn’t deserve
to be manhandled.
    “You
cocksucking motherfucker!” Zane roared from behind him as the door slammed.
    Allison
gasped, putting a hand to her chest. Brant used the opportunity to move away
from the female. “It’s not what you—”
    Zane
didn’t wait for him to finish, using two big strides, he closed the distance
between them and punched Brant square in the mouth. He felt his head snap back,
his lip split, a tooth loosen and tasted the metallic tang of blood.
    The
other male didn’t give him any time to recover, he head butted him together
with a hard right to his abdomen. Pain blossomed in both places as he flew back,
landing hard on the paper covered desk. There was a crunch, which he assumed
was the laptop computer, and more pain exploded in his back. Thankfully, he
hadn’t heard the telltale signs of bones cracking which meant that he was good…
at least for now.
    “Please
stop!” Allison cried. “Don’t hurt him!” She was sobbing.
    Zane
towered over him. His jaw was clenched and his face was red. In short, the male
was totally pissed. More pissed than Brant had ever seen him and that was
saying something. A hand clamped around his throat, successfully closing