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Which brought hiht’s shadow

Kiara Fle him all week, not to mention off and on for the past month-and-a-half He wouldn’t say he was used to her presence and for the most part she’d stayed out of his way But she’d become a problem he didn’t kno to solve

For one thing, his alpha- cycle had reached a peak and for whatever reason, he wanted the witch bad She had a familiar floral scent that kept him locked in a vicious cycle of lust He even knew the scent: Freesias Sweet, delicate and so he wanted to devour

The bigger problem was that Kiara was invisible She’d created a spell around herself so that she couldn’t be seen and that grated on him Could he really trust this woman? His history said he couldn’t

So, where exactly are you? he asked Right now Are you on the sidewalk in front of the station? He peered straight ahead and searched the area closest to the front glass doors, trying to locate her But he saw nothing that would indicate she was there

I’ by your door, so don’t open it suddenly I’m not in an alternate reality

That much I reet hurt Her invisibility shield wasn’t about protection, just subterfuge

He still couldn’t believe she was so close Or that she’d stuck with hiives, Kiara? Why are you still here? All this week, you’ve left by two or three Right now, it’s past four Dawn arrived early in the desert in July

She didn’t answer right away He couldn’t see her, but he could feel her nerves Soht, Warren I’ve felt it for hours

He repressed a sigh He agreed with her I knohat you ht in the crossfire if things go south

No, thanks I’m here to stay

Kiara, seriously I need you to leave, get yourself to safety for Christ’s sake

Not gonna happen I’ this one out Definitely stubborn

He sht I was the only one with a death wish

That’s the last thing you have, Warren I know the truth about you

There it was again, her insistence she knew hi out of the SUV

I’ve o

As he opened the door, he feltboth arh not as painful He rubbed his arms like he had a chill, but this was no chill

He looked up into the night sky A stor in from the north The summer h August

His scalp felt odd as though narrow lines of electricity ran over his skin His long blond hair would begin to ot closer It had happened before So with thunderstores He’d asked around, but no one had heard of the phenomenon It seemed to be peculiar to him

Her voice pierced his head once ?

‘His’ stor it

He had only one answer Yes