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He felt the faan, carefree and s and shoved it away before he beca was said and done the blame lay on his shoulders
All of it
After nine hundred years he couldn’t forgive hiet about his friend no matter how hard he tried It was the same reason he took this job and why he would finish it for his friend and foolishly hope that it would earn a iveness from the only friend he’d ever known
He kneouldn’t make a damn bit of difference what he did, but he couldn’t stop hi When this job was done he’d have to face Logan’s anger once again Not that he’d let theidiot after all
"Aren’t you going to shift?" one of the leeches asked, drawing his attention
"No," he said fir Isabella McGuire He never shifted Shifting wouldcontrol to his baser instincts and he would never allow that Although he’d still be in control, his needs would be nified and he’d be worthless He’d had his last shift over five hundred years ago and had absolutely no intentions of changing it any time soon
"Then why the hell are you here?" the man demanded
"To make you ask questions," Kale said distractedly as he scanned the one roo ho the walls, nothing notably personal about the room in any way There was no couch The only place to sit in the room was the worn faux black leather desk chair and the unainst the wall
As he stepped away from the two vampires and their da in every scent in the rooh each and every one of the move," he snarled when one of the vampires tried to move closer to him After a small hesitation he heard the etting his heart ripped out, for the moment at least
He focused his attention back on the scents and knew Logan was right The woman didn’t know she was a Sentinel There was no scent of old blood, gun powder, silver or one of the hundreds of scents he’d detected in other Sentinel ho that nothing in the room, not that there was much of it, was breakable
From what he could see in the open cabinets of her tiny kitchen, all of her eatery wasthe scattered items on the se of paper plates, cutlery and plastic cups He walked over to the cabinets, stepping on plastic forks, dozens of take out menus and a few cans of food and opened the one and only drawer in the tiny kitchen, already knohat to expect and wasn’t disappointed
"A woman after my heart," he murmured as he picked up a box of Twinkies and inhaled deeply until he could scent the cheh the thin cardboard and plastic packaging His sto the scent one last time to make sure it hadn’t been fked with, he ripped open the box and started to dig into the tasty treat