Prey
got it twisted. Not
once did I indicate we were a couple. And, we never will
be.”
    Zima’s eyes shimmered with unshed
tears as she stared over at him. “We were so good together. Why
would you want to throw that away?”
    “ You were a temporary
distraction. You are not my woman . Your council is unwarranted and unwanted. Stick
to what you know. You’re the pride’s accountant. I allow you to
handle our finances, and to date you have done an excellent job,
don’t fuck up now.”
    “ This about that human.”
Disgust dripped from her words. “I can smell her on
you.”
    El was out of seat and across the room
in seconds. He gripped Zima by the throat and heaved her off the
sofa. His teeth grew, making it hard to speak. “Actually, it’s
about you overstepping your bounds. What I do in my personal life
is none of your damn business. You’d best remember that.
Furthermore, you will respect Nae, because if I get an inkling
you’re not, I will skin your ass alive. Tell me now if that’s not
something you can handle. If not, I’ll have you escorted to the
town’s boundaries and wish you a safe trip.”
    Zima clawed at his hand, her nails
digging into his skin as she fought to breathe. Her lips took on a
slight blue tint.
    He released her and stepped back to
lean on his desk. “You’re actually lucky you caught me in a good
mood.
    She crumpled into the cushions and
rubbed her throat. “You’ll regret dismissing me.”
    El’s claws erupted from the pads of
his fingertips and dug into the surface of his desk. His voice
dropped to a harsh rumble. “Is that a threat Zima? Because I could
end your life. Right. Fucking. Now. Take my advice, close you damn
mouth before you say something we will both regret, and walk out
the door before you lose what little respect I have left for
you.”
    Zima rose and smoothed out the
invisible wrinkles in her mini skirt. With a flip of her hair, she
strolled to the door.
    “ One thing, Zima. Why did
you attack Nae anyway? You didn’t know what her intentions
were.”
    She pulled the door open and crossed
the threshold before turning to face El. “You’re the damn genius,
lover. Figure it out.” Zima slammed the door behind her. The walls
surrounding the barrier shuddered, and a few pictures slid down the
walls, crashing to the floor.
    El pulled the cell from his pocket and
stabbed the screen. The line picked up on the third ring. “Gunter,
tell me again, who did you send to find me last night?” he waited
or an answer and grunted in response. “Send La to my office. I
think I have a job for her after all.”
     
    ***
     
    Nae cuddled up with a pillow. The
soothing smell of lavender had her pressing her face into the downy
softness. She lifted her head and glanced around. The bed clothes
didn’t smell like her covers, and the sparse room lacked color. It
was a far cry from the vibrant and cluttered bedroom in her home.
Her current surroundings consisted of black, white, or gray; white
walls, black furniture, and grey sheets. Her night spent with the
bail jumper crashed through her mind in vivid detail. The things he
could do with his tongue were probably illegal in several
states.
    Images of what they did
rolled through her mind like a movie, and she flipped over on her
back. Starting at her breasts, she skimmed a palm down her body
beneath the bed linen. Slowly, she opened her legs and eased a hand
between her thighs. Using her other hand, she caught a taut nipple
between her thumb and index finger and pinched. Her clit pulsed,
and she dipped her digits between the moist lips
of her labia . She thrust a finger into her
passage. Bliss rushed through her as she closed her eyes. She
flexed her pelvis and angled her wrist to press down on her
clitoris with the heel of her hand.
    Low wails bounced off the walls, and
she snapped her eyes open, checking to see if someone had snuck
into the room with her. Nae giggled when she realized the cries
were coming from her. Her lids drifted
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