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acting like the jealous husband because there is another man in my apartment? That was totally embarrassing.”
Chance’s eyes narrowed, his mouth moving as if he wanted to say something, but then his jaw clenched, blocking any unspoken words behind his lips. Seth waited, but Chance neither moved nor said one word.
Seth walked to the door, grabbing the handle and pulling the door open. “Call me tomorrow.”
Chance just stood there. He looked as though he wanted to hit something. Seth could not fathom why Chance was reacting this way. He and Chance were attracted to each other, yes, but to have such a strong reaction like this was baffling. Chance began to walk slowly to the door, his eyes never leaving Seth’s. The storm brewed harder in Chance’s eyes as he passed Seth.
“Be very careful who you keep company with, Seth,” Chance said in the most deadly voice Seth had ever heard. It was spoken low, even, and growly. Seth swallowed as he watched Chance walk into the hallway, never glancing back. Seth quickly closed the door, locking it, and placing the chain in the small track.
He leaned his forehead against the door, wondering what in the hell was wrong with everyone tonight.
* * * *
    Chance sat out in his truck, watching the apartment building. He was stunned and hurt that Seth had just kicked him out. Never would he have thought that his mate would do something like that.
    The Santiago brothers had taken off to the city, telling Chance that they would have an easier time finding D if Chance stayed behind. He wanted to argue with the men, but honestly, he wanted to see his mate. Now he was wishing he had put up a protest and gone with them.
    Chance wanted to tell Seth about being mates, about his werebear form, about everything. But Chance didn’t want to scare Seth. If his mate couldn’t handle the news, if it was too shocking for him to absorb, then not only would Chance lose Seth, he’d lose Oscar as well.
    Taking that unknown chance was terrifying to Chance. He sat there with mixed emotions, wondering what he should do. Getting to know his mate seemed like the way to go about things, but after seeing another man in Seth’s apartment, Chance was ready to go back in there and tear Seth’s neighbor to shreds.
    That wouldn’t be the wise thing to do, but damn if his fingers didn’t itch to let his claws free.
“Stalking your mate?”
Chance glanced out of his truck window to see Detective Lewis Keating strolling toward him. The detective lived at Maverick’s, was mated to Evan, and was a damn good detective. But Chance didn’t feel like company right now. He needed to figure out how to get back into Seth’s good graces. “Not really. What are you doing here?” Chance slid up into a better sitting position as he looked at Lewis.
“The police station is right next door. I saw your truck over here in the parking lot.”
Chance glanced behind Lewis to see Detective Jones, Lewis’s partner, heading their way. If Seth looked out of his window right now, he’d see the cops standing around him and know that Chance hadn’t truly left. “Just heading out,” Chance said as he started the motor. “Talk to you later.”
Lewis smiled and nodded as Chance drove away, leaving his heart behind in ruins. He headed toward the city. If he couldn’t be with Seth tonight, he might as well see what mess D had gotten himself into.
Pulling his cell phone from the clip on his side, Chance called Law Santiago and found out where the brothers were. Hearing that they were at The Manacle wasn’t reassuring. It was a vampire-owned nightclub, unbeknownst to humans. Humans went in to party, donated blood to the vampires, got their minds scrubbed that vampires even existed, and then left. Pretty damn good setup if you asked Chance. The humans weren’t harmed, and the vampires were fed. No harm, no foul.
It took Chance a while to get there, but he managed to find a parking spot once he arrived. The place was packed, the parking