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belly—and it
scared the shit out of him. Another need blazed inside. Unlike the front of the
mansion, the back door on the first floor of the house leading from the arena
to the gym area always remained unlocked. His cock had risen like a barometer
and pointed to the doorway he’d been heading to when suddenly the door flew
open with a bang.
    Torn from his reverie, he jerked to a stop. Jesus, he needed
to pay more attention to his surroundings and less to getting his dick wet.
    Warriors stomped through the opening and came to a sudden
halt, noses in the air.
    “Uh, you okay, man?” one asked, taking an involuntary step
back.
    “Don’t I look okay?”
    “You…smell sort of funny. Damn near like a lion.”
    “Well, it’s me. And why are your asses late?” Should have
clothed himself. He wouldn’t be feeling so stupid and vulnerable. Damn if he
intended to do it now and skulk away.
    The Reign shuffled from foot to foot, unsure of what to make
of him standing there, cock flying in the air. His growl cut short a snicker
from one in the back.
    “You got something to say, boy, spit it out.”
    “No sir.”
    “I can’t hear you.” Alek was having a little fun. They were
afraid of him. Not the kind of fear you have for your ex-leader. Their fear lay
in not knowing exactly what he was. Fanfuckingtastic . “Get your asses
out there. I see any slacking in practice, you’ll answer to me. Go,” he
bellowed. His new sense of power overflowed and infected each of them as they
scuttled by.
    Yeah, he was different.
    Alek felt like the king of beasts.
    * * * * *
    She sat up in the strange bed, the smell of sex surrounding
her.
    Alek was gone.
    She was pissed off and her mind veered in every direction.
She cleaned and clothed herself using her people’s magic. Searching far and
wide around the grounds, she couldn’t feel the bastard.
    Hell, she’d been with men both dead and alive. Alek was
different. Hunger clawed and twisted her insides. Viv’s veins contracted,
screamed for blood—his blood. “ Lord, don’t do this to me.” She’d heard
about this feeling.
    No way the weirdass cat could be her mate.
    Unable to dematerialize, she paced the floor and waited.
When she got her hands on him she’d…
    “What? You’ll do what?” Alek’s voice shook her to the core.
It was as if warm honey drizzled over her cold, dead limbs.
    He strode across the room from where she stood. “I like your
hair out.”
    Something was different, an air of superiority even worse
than before shone from his eyes.
    Viv’s nostrils flared at his new scent. Lion…and tiger. Both
were so distinct she leaned into him sniffing loudly. Wonder replaced anger. He
smelled like a goddamn lion. Shit, the stories were true. A Kind abomination
already, a new mixture of monster stood before her. Three of the world’s most
dreaded creatures rolled into one.
    Tiger, lion and vampyre!
    And the crazy fucker could walk in daylight.
    “Get me the hell out of here.” Fear, claustrophobia,
whatever, Viv needed the night air in her lungs. Her heart fluttered against
her rib cage. “I’ll kill Phoenix when I see him.”
    Alek chuckled at her discomfort.
    “Bastard, get me out of here. Now!”
    “Easy, baby. You’re safe with me, nothing, no one, will ever
harm you.” Alek enclosed her in his arms. “But don’t make me go up against
Phoenix. I won’t win. Now, let’s get out of here.”
    Wrapped tight in his arms, before Viv had time to blink she
sucked the cool night breeze through her lips.
    “Tell me what the hell is going on?”
    “Your power to vanish has been, well, the best way to
describe it—stolen. For now. I’m sure it’ll be returned.”
    “You know that’s not what I meant.” Pulling away from him,
she walked to lean against the nearest tree. “What are you, Alek?”
    He looked at the ground, rolled a stone with the tip of his
boot. Brief glimpses in his mind were no help. Viv needed to see more but was
unable to grasp