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him.
    Even when they’d been together, he’d kept himself apart. He’d given her his body, his desire, his protection. He’d given her everything she could physically need. But he’d never let her see just how much he needed her . How much he cared for her. For her or Aron .
    Because if he had, if he’d opened his heart to her, he never would have been able to leave.
    And it was his job, his duty, to make the world safe for her and Aron .
    He took a breath before he spoke again. “And you have good reason to be angry with me.” He paused to breathe through the painful muscle spasms in his chest. “But could you please tell me what happened…last night?”
    “No, it wasn’t last night. It was two ,” she held up her middle and index fingers and thrust them close to his face, “nights ago. And you were dead, Michael. Your heart stopped. You weren’t breathing. If Sal and… If Sal hadn’t come, you would have been lost to me forever.”
    “Sal saved me?”
    Her mouth twisted into another frown. “Not directly, no.”
    He moved his arms to try to sit up again, this time anticipating the pain and forcing his way through it. He managed to prop himself up just a little farther on the pillows so he wasn’t flat on his back. By the time he was done, spots floated in front of his eyes and nausea rocked his stomach.
    “Damn it, stay down.” She laid her hand on his shoulder. “Don’t make me tie you to the bed.”
    The shocking image of him, flat on his back, arms and legs tethered to the four posts of the bed, and her riding him, made hot blood pump through his body straight to his cock. Surprisingly, that didn’t hurt at all.
    He opened his mouth to say something but couldn’t think of a damn thing to say. That image…
    Cara moved, refocusing his attention as she crossed her arms under her breasts. “Tell me about the spell, Michael.”
    Shit. “I will. But first…is Aron here?”
    Her expression softened at their son’s name. “Of course he is.”
    The words flew from his lips before he could catch them back. “Can I see him?”
    The tears were back in her eyes. “He doesn’t know you’re here. I didn’t know…didn’t want him…” She took a deep breath, visibly straightening her spine. “If you’re planning to turn around and leave in a few days, I don’t want him to be hurt.”
    His chest contracted with a pain that wasn’t entirely physical.
    When he’d left them before, he’d felt like his heart was being torn out of his chest. This was just as bad.
    His son was close enough for him to touch and he shouldn’t hold him, shouldn’t pick him up and lay his cheek against the boy’s silky hair.
    “Oh Michael.” Cara cupped his cheek in her hand. “I’m not saying you can’t see him. I would never keep Aron from you.”
    He knew that. But he also knew she was right. He’d be leaving again. As soon as he could. There was one more name on his list. And when he crossed off that name, Cara, her sister Lacey, and most importantly, Aron would be safe.
    No, he shouldn’t see Aron , at least not while the boy was awake or could see him.
    He changed the subject. “How’s Lacey?”
    For a second, he didn’t think Cara was going to let him get away with it. Then she sighed. “Lacey’s fine. She and Teo run the bar and they visit me and Aron several times a week.”
    Lacey and her mate, Teodoro de Feo , had been instrumental in saving Cara and Aron from an attack last year by men who’d wanted to retrieve the twin sisters. Luckily Teo and Sal had arrived and together they’d killed all of the men before they’d been able to report back to their leaders.
    Of the five men who had run the secret operation in New York City that had kept the sisters as sex slaves, only one man had escaped Michael so far.
    Franklin Thomas Bennett Junior.
    To the eteri , Frank Bennett was the mild-mannered owner of a small but profitable string of delis in the tri-state area. He’d inherited the business