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She wished she could ask him to back away so she could come out on her own, but her cat-shaped mouth wouldn’t form human words, and it seemed unlikely he was fluent in the subtle nuance of the ed out, he picked her up She reacted

"Ow!" Dayne howled, dropped her, and cradled his bleeding arm "Fuck!"

Greta scrambled onto the bed and burrowed underneath the pillow, her little black face poking out at hiht bloody trails she’d left Didn’t Dayne know anything about cats? It wasn’t like she could shut that instinct off

She inched out from under the pillow, arched her back, and hissed She expected to see anger in his eyes, instead she sawguilt? She settled on top of the feather pillow and wrapped her tail around her as Dayne disappeared into the bathrooed She could sen peroxide he’d used to disinfect the cuts as if he’d been wounded on a battlefield instead of a few cat scratches Men could be such babies

"I don’t like blood," he said

"Mrarr?" Greta cocked her head to the side He’d taken her blood not an hour ago He didn’t seem to have a problem then

"My own blood I have no trouble with the blood of others" Those cal back under the bed to the safety she’d just left, but she remained frozen in place She would have felt better if she could shift back to a forht in But she couldn’t, not with hiain?" She shook her head, and Dayne settled beside her

"I apologize for my earlier behavior I was nearly killed because of JadenWeres

Especially Weres frorowled

"Therians," he corrected "However, at this point I don’t believe you’re lying to ht I need your blood This is how it used to be done None of this ordering blood off the Internet nonsense Magic shouldn’t be so sanitary It has no right to be"

He’d started absently stroking Greta’s fur, a soothing rhythmic motion fro an inappropriate response, and before she could stop herself, she’d shifted

Dayne turned as fur changed to soft flesh under his hand Greta was lying on her side, her legs curled into her, trying to cover her nudity It was a strange and oddly endearing quirk for a Were

Usually they flaunted whatever they had to flaunt, in their skin or in their fur

"Could you go get ? Please?"

"Of course"

As he made his way down the hall, a visual cas on his shoulders, and Gretabeneath hihts froht not have had such a problem His resolve with her would be melted way before theto repeat itself, by the time he needed her blood he’d contract a full-blown case of stupid Dayne retrieved a pair of faded blue jeans and a T-shirt, which barely qualified as clothing

He returned and tossed thearments and bit the inside of his cheek as he listened to the fabric slide over her skin

"Okay," she said

Dayne turned Clothing did nothing to help the situation The jeans hugged the curves of her hips too enticingly, and the shirt was cropped to reveal a solden stoh the thin pink ardens are warded as well," Dayne said, looking for anything to say so he could stop looking at her nipples His eyes darted up to catch hers as she nodded Her cheeks were flushed Who kneerecat could blush? Jaden had been shauest roo to lock e as the pink faded from her cheeks

"I shouldn’t have said that I’ around people I’m sorry"

This was an understatement and a testament to how much the tiny creature unnerved him Once he’d had tierous books required extensive e to decipher It wasn’t as if she could cast a curse on hi to have to try to trust each other" He watched her lips draw into a tight line at the hypocritical coain

He wondered if she felt the rooe as he did He wanted to shove the jeans past her hips and bend her over the bathroory," Greta said, interrupting his fantasy

Dayne’s hand, of its own accord, reached out and brushed a strand of hair off her face as she passed him She flinched

"Sorry," he said