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As his last words rang in her ears, her stomach cramped with fear Do you really think I’d leave you behind, witch? When all I can think of is taking an to tre her back Slowly, carefully, she opened her eyes to find herself sed by a darkness punctuated by flashes of light from the s above

"How’s Foxx?"

Paenther’s voice ru even as it filled her with dread He was furious with her, convinced everything she’d told him was a lie Vhyper had told her as much

If she could ever convince him she wasn’t his enemy, that she hated Birik ain, just as he had that night Birik attacked her

But if not

Herto suffer

"Foxx is fine," a male voice replied froed to slam him with some kind of confusion spell He couldn’t rerunted The one directly in front of her "It took three fucks to clear hi," the hter erupted, also fro if she weren’t so frightened

"Six years with the FBI Believe me, I’ve heard worse I’ve said worse But I’ical enchantht up there with, But honey, it’ll an

"I know, I know," the wo the moment of sexual release that the mind and body are h "I don’t really doubt it’s true It’s just one of a hundred things I’in the car with a witch" The hed, that same sultry burst of air "As if you needed an excuse" Her voice was rich armth and deep with affection

Skye blinked into the darkness How long had it been since she’d heard such affection between two people? She and Lucian had spoken to one another like that once, years ago She’d barely been full grohen they’d fallen in love behind Birik’s back But then Inir had come and Lucian’s eyes had turned as cold as the others’ and he’d decided hurting her was ood fuck after riding with the witch," the one called Jag drawled "Ever taken two cocks at once, FBI? I’m not real particular which hole I shove rowl turned deep and vicious The car swerved, rolling Skye onto her back as the she, drive," Paenther barked

"Then rip his throat out for " Paenther’s voice was as hard granite, yet laced with a deep frustration "That’s too far, even for you"

"Just ’s words If anything, a note of s in his tone But she felt the aniuar, and heard him howl softly as if in pain

Instinctively, herto offer corowled low in his throat swinging around to stare down at her withwith ainst the hatch door, the beat of her heart turning erratic Paenther , but the other men in this car didn’t And the anie, fierce felines, every one

Paenther turned as well, his face shadowed, his displeasure palpable

She tensed out of long habit, bracing for the strike of a fist

None ca with their anier, but no violence At least not yet

"Ididn’t mean to," she said quietly

"She has a ith anihters theain as Paenther continued

"And dances in their blood"

She pressed her lips together, the knot in her chest tightening She couldn’t argue that she danced in their blood And while she never killed her creatures, there was no denying she led the inside her every time

How could she ever convince hily? He’d already ainst her She felt his aniive welco’s anier, maybe? - didn’t seereeted her Why not these? Was thethe animals inside them? Or maybe she simply didn’t have a ith animals that were alsoturned back around, sheto look out the s There was nothing she could do, either way She couldn’t control their animals any more than she could control the men themselves

Fear lived and breathed inside her as her distracted gaze took in the vast array of vehicles, and the buildings lit with a thousand lights For the first time in her adult life, she was free of the cavern

Free of the slaughter

The realization swept over her on a deep tide of relief and anxiety Her precious creatures were safe, at last She wasn’t Birik’s reach was long She’d thwarted hi to, and there would be hell to pay The thought of it trembled inside her, but not even fear could dull the warain suffer because of her

Whatever happened, she could not allow the Ferals to send her back

The scenery passed, the office buildings giving way to houses and rolling roads, and finally to a long, circular driveway that told her they’d reached their destination Feral House, she’d heard it called The home of the Feral Warriors

It sat at the back of the drive, a nificent three-story brick house with black shutters at the s and dormers tucked under the roofline The ere ablaze with light, giving the house a look of war of the house, the Mage stronghold, where she’d lived as a child

Any appearance of warmth was an illusion There would never be any welcoes of the drive were parked an array of cars, everything fro sports cars to unreine going silent as theopen the doors and escaped into the night, sla the doors behind them

Skye scooted toward the seat backs as the door behind her lifted Paenther’s hard and shadowed face stared down at her as he reached in and gripped her ar her on her bare feet She stood in the light co from the s of the well-lit house, her hands tied behind her, treed and pulled at the skirt of her dress, she watched Paenther reach up and pull down the hatch, the

He was a beautiful creature Strong Powerful If he decided she needed to die, she’d be dead in the heartbeat of his choosing He turned and carace that drew her even as it scared her Never had she wanted to be thisher gaze, his jaw hard as granite, and led her up the brick walk as if she were a prisoner on her last journey She wondered, briefly, despondently, if she’d ever again breathe the night air

The couple she assuhe was handsome in a classic sort of ith his short blond hair and hard, unfriendly eyes The wo She watched Skye with an assessing, curious gaze<ins class="adsbygoogle" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true"></ins>