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"Personal opinion," sheher elbow, he led her onto the terrace Then, reaching the glass door, he paused to flip open a sainst it to be scanned There was a srief

This place had the sort of security she’d only seen inher confusion, he sent her a wry sed her over the threshold and into the house

"I borrowed the cabin fro a button that reset the lock

He pressed another button that did so to darken the s She assumed it was so they could see out, but no one could see in

"A Sentinel?" she guessed

"No, Serra is a psychic"

In spite of the coer that continued to seethe through her rigid body, Angela felt an undeniable stab of curiosity

Hardly a big shocker

She was a scientist who’d been obsessed with genetics for as long as she could reether?"

He turned to aze "Most prefer the comfort, not to mention the safety, of official compounds, but psychics have a need to seek solitude on occasion"

"Oh" She glanced toward the s that offered a view of the thick woods that encircled the house The nearest neighbor was no doubtit ed to Serra’s parents before they retired to Florida" His features softened as he spoke of the psychic "She was fortunate to have parents who remained an iive her a place of peace"

"Is she your lover?"

The words left Angela’s lips before she could call them back and her face flushed with heat as he stepped toward her with a wicked serous excite her breath andher knees weak

If only that were true

If only this intelligent, powerful, drop-dead-gorgeous ued by s could fly

She tilted her chin, trying to pretend as if she couldn’t feel the heat of his hard, h her clothes

"Why did you bring me here?"

His jaw clenched, as if he was frustrated by her refusal to accept that his desire could be genuine

"The house has a sophisticated alar hidden surveillance It’s also less than an hour from a monastery"

She’d known that the monasteries had a close connection to Valhalla Not only training the h-bloods when they traveled a asyluer

No one was allowed in the monastery without invitation from the monks

Not the cops, or military, or even the leaders of the country where the monastery was located

They had the mystical powers to remain impervious to politics

"You have business with theteleportation will be the fastest way to reach Valhalla"

She took a hasty step backward "No"

"There’s no need to be scared"

He studied her as if surprised she would be afraid of being ically transported from one place to another As he should be Under normal circumstances she would have been thrilled out of her mind at the opportunity to not only see inside a mysterious monastery, but to travel fro But these weren’t nor to allow herself to be trapped in a place that she couldn’t be sure she could escape from

"I’m not scared," she said

"Good" His lips twisted "Despite all the entertaining tales of people disappearing into outer space or arriving at the destination half-man/half-fish I can prooing to Valhalla"

His brows drew together at her stubborn tone "Angela, it’s the one place Dylan can’t reach you"

"Oh yeah? It didn’t sound that way totwo Sentinels beforeto escape fro at the e female It wasn’t remotely difficult to accept she’d murdered her friends Dylan was clearly unstable "Now you want to plantduck?" Her eyes narrowed "Or is that the point? Am I still the bait?"

His breath hissed between his teeth, his hand lifting to rake ih his hair

"If you were the bait, I would have left you at the apartment and waited for Dylan to return," he rasped "Because I can assure you that she would have come for you"

Okay, that was true

Even if she wasn’t in the mood to admit it

Instead her chin tilted another inch "You can’t force o to Valhalla"

The blue eyes darkened with a hint of the predator that waited just below the surface