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shifter. He’d always stayed and fought to the bitter end.
    Not tonight.
    He scented the Rogues, knew there was more than one, and looked at Caprise—who was still naked, damn beautiful, and glaring at him as if she, too, would like to clamp her teeth into his neck. The decision was already made.
    “Let’s go!” he told her while he looked around the room for something, anything she could put on.
    There was a bag by the table with clothes sticking out of the top. He reached down and grabbed the garments without even knowing what they were or if she could fit into them. “Put this on.”
    “You are not in control here,” she told him.
    X heard her words but was too busy kicking out the window across the room from the dressing table where he’d just fucked her to reply. When he turned she was standing there, arms folded across her generous breasts.
    “Dammit,” he growled, stalking over to her. “I said put it on!”
    Ripping the garment from her he found an opening and pushed it over her head. It looked like a shirt, but it was long enough to cover her ass and that was all that mattered. Of course she fought him the entire time, her arms flailing out, her knee coming up to just miss his unsuspecting groin. But X was used to fighting dirty. He bent forward, grabbed her at the waist, and tossed her kicking and screaming over his shoulder.
    “You’re a big stupid jackass ogre!” she screamed, the effort to get out as many names as she could almost funny to X. Except for the fact that in about two seconds Rogues were going to knock down this door and most likely either take them captive or try to kill them.
    X hated having to leave the Rogues behind, especially since they were the original reason he was there. But the risk of Caprise possibly being hurt was not one he was willing to take.
    He pushed her through the window first, his palms giving her ass a powerful shove that most likely had her falling into the alley face-first. She definitely would not be happy about that. Going through the window next, X hit the ground then felt her kick at his side and cursed once more.
    “Don’t put your hands on me again!” she yelled.
    Oh, he was definitely going to put his hands on her again, and soon. But right now he needed to get them out of here.
    He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her down the alley to where his black Ford F-150 SVT Raptor was parked. Seth appeared out of nowhere, yanking open the back door after X had found his keys and hit the automatic entrance button.
    “Where the hell have you been?” X growled at the younger shifter.
    “Giving you two some space” was his reply, accompanied by a smirk that X didn’t appreciate.
    “Give Eli a call and let him know Rogues are in the area. Tell him I want the area canvassed and guards on a scheduled watch for the next few blocks,” X said as he opened the driver’s-side door.
    His personal guard, the one he hated like hell having, Zachary Villareal, looked at him questioningly. Zach was pure Brazilian with a dark sunburned complexion and thick eyebrows. His hair was shaved crew-cut-style, and his specialty was weaponry. If there was a weapon out there that could shoot a missile out of the sky on the other side of the world in the midst of a hurricane, Zach knew about it. Hell, he’d probably invented it.
    “What’s doing?” Zach asked him.
    “I’m driving. You stay here and find out which Rogues are in residence and report back to me.”
    “I’m supposed to stay with you,” Zach insisted. “FL’s orders.”
    He didn’t have to add the last sentence because X didn’t care. He was the commanding officer in this situation so Zach was going to listen to him. X would deal with Rome’s wrath later. Besides, he didn’t want anyone to know where he was taking Caprise.
    “Just get the hell out of my truck. I’ll deal with the FL. I want to hear from you in the next hour with names,” he told Zach as the shadow finally relinquished the driver’s