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need to leave.” He carefully shifted the female in his arms and started walking toward the back alley that led to the apartment Greyson had offered him for the night.
    “Listen—”
    “No.” Wolfe flashed his fangs, knowing his eyes had to be shining as the wolf tried to force him to shift and destroy the threat to his mate. “ You listen. Don’t come back here, don’t threaten me or any other lycae with your propaganda and sure as fuck don’t come near this female if you know what’s good for you. Having a dhampir for an enemy is bad. Adding a pack that detests your kind into the mix won’t be beneficial. You know better than to fuck with one of our females. Adam showed you what to expect if you do. We’ll kill you for even thinking about it.”
    Taylor’s eyes went wide in comprehension. “Oh shit.”
    “That’s right.” He grinned menacingly. “You just introduced me to my female. My mate. Do yourself a favor and warn your king what he’s up against. If he comes after this one, he’ll answer to me.”
    Desperate, the bastard blood slave tried to argue. “She won’t let this go—”
    “Piss off.”
    He turned, shifting the female in his arms, drowning in the most erotic fragrance of honeysuckle and linen. Blood pulsed through his veins, going directly to his engorged and straining cock. Dots speckled his vision, his entire body on fire. Everything inside him screamed to mark and claim the woman as his. He wanted to go down on her, lick her crease, get her good and wet. Then he’d lodge his cock inside his mate, fuck her hard and steady until they were officially bound. He could already feel the snug clasp of her pussy, the sweetness of her cream.
    Fucking hell. Nothing had ever affected him like this.
    Nothing.
    He didn’t relax until Taylor’s limo pulled away.
    Sneaky little bastard.
    Looked liked his master’s plan had backfired. So sad, too fucking bad.
    After a sharp turn around the corner, Wolfe climbed the stairs to the apartment above Greyson’s bar. He cursed when a thought struck him, leaving him feeling like an utter ass . Of all the questions he’d asked his mate, he hadn’t bothered to ask the most basic and fundamental one.
    Her name.
    He dug the key from his pocket despite the burning agony of his wounds. Finishing the task, he opened the door with a flick of his hand, closed it with the heel of his foot, and carried her inside. The tiny apartment wasn’t suited for long-term occupancy but it sufficed as a place to crash. Even though he hadn’t planned it to occur this way, he felt incredibly lacking as a male when he placed his mate on the large mattress without a headboard . She deserved fresh linens on a bed large enough to allow them to play properly. It was his job to see to her comfort, to cater to her every need.
    She didn’t stir when he situated her on the pillows. Her breathing was deep and steady, the dark bruise along her jaw troubling him. He brushed the back of his hand against the softness of her cheek. His tanned fingers were stark against her fair skin, his hand as large as her head.
    With a soft exhale, he brought his hand to his chest.
    Leaving his mate to tend to his wounds wasn’t an option. She’d flee the instant she woke. He had to explain the situation, allow her to understand just how important she was to him and tell her why he’d interfered in her private dealings with Taylor. Hopefully—when the facts were laid out and the truth was on the table—she’d understand.
    He tugged at his shirt, finding it caked with blood, and walked to the phone by the bed. Pulling the receiver from the cradle, he pushed the pound key. The line clicked over and started ringing. After several chimes, the other end came to life.
    “Calling already?” Greyson drawled.
    Son of a bitch. “You knew,” he growled as the pieces fell into place. “That’s why you told me to stay away from her. You recognized my reaction. You knew what it meant.”
    “I’ve been