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walk backwards.
    He scares me.
    I close my eyes as brilliant, raw shame has its way with me.
    I want him.
    “Don't touch her again—ever.”
    My eyes snap open as he throws Jamie before he can reply. Of course, he has to breathe through his mouth now so maybe that's a little complicated.
    He slams into the wall. Drywall dust plumes as his body slides down and the clear outline of his body is embedded in the wall.
    I giggle, and vaguely recognize I'm in shock.
    The stranger's eyes run over me from head to toe, as though taking a damage assessment.
    He heaves a sigh of disgust, and strides out the way he came in.
    Probably doesn't like what he sees . I'm instantly ashamed. I want to lose my old insecurities, not nurture them.
    In the middle of the chaos, I'm worried about his opinion. A man I don't even know.
    Patty helps me get up as sirens fill the distance.
    “Thank you,” I tell her. Thanking her for pulsing the police.
    Just then my first appointment, and a new patient walks in—surveys the carnage, and walks right back out.
    He won't be back.
    I sink back down on the lobby couch and put my head in my hands as police pour through the doors.
    My last thought before things go to hell is: did he ever find his way?
    Because he sure as hell didn't seem lost to me.

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    Merck
     
    Fuck me.
    And fuck me again.
    Talk about blowing it big time. Couldn't I have just let the cops come and haul that dumb mundane thug away? Why did I have to white knight the thing and run in there?
    Because I'm letting my emotions rule me like a bitch. Yeah.
    I revealed myself to the change before her time!
    I could kick my own ass.
    I pace back and forth inside my condo. If there were carpet it'd be threadbare where I tread.
    I force myself to stop, leaning a forearm against the window trim, trying to come down from my mistake.
    The wide and fast-flowing Big Sioux river flows below. Water muddied from a late spring deluge runs alongside a path I jog on. Close to where the former underground meetings took place in Falls Park. Before Marc was eliminated. I miss the prick. He made shit interesting.
    I give a savage kick to the wall, leaving a hole where my foot just connected. A rage-filled exhale sounds like a hoarse shout in my sparsely furnished condo.
    I like it that way.
    Just Me. By myself. Not a lot of shit to take care of. No pets. No nothing.
    My emotions burn, lodging tightly inside my chest.
    Her fear .
    I close my eyes, pinching the bridge of my nose.
    Talyn's fear forced me.
    I was right outside the Carpenter Hotel, per usual. Watching the mundanes scurry around like ants going to and from their various hills.
    I'm accustomed to her scent. She's a change. I know it intimately.
    Then it morphed.
    I somehow missed numbnuts as he charged down the back entrance to the old hotel and Talyn's office.
    My fault—that complacency.
    What had Charles been drilling into our heads for centuries? Never let a change be unsupervised before transition.
    They are at their most vulnerable. 
    Then the scent of her fear swamps me. If I can break this apart intellectually I'd realize I never had a chance.
    I reacted as though we were mated.
    I've had plenty of changes get into a tight spot, some sensitive human males can sometimes scent something. They don't know what it is about the female that's so enticing. But they do know they want to fuck them. Maybe they have a trace of Lycan. I don't give a rat's ass . Those mundane males who take leave of their senses after a brief acquaintance with yours truly end up canned.
    In the garbage.
    Rivers.
    Coffins.
    Yeah. Their disposal isn't a concern. It's about the timing—executing them after they've been sniffing around but the change isn't there.
    I've only had to exterminate one mundane in fifty years in front of the change. I was disciplined. In control.
    Not this time.
    I didn't give two shits and a fuck if the world was sitting down watching with a bowl of popcorn in hand.
    Talyn needed me. Her scent