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Whatever exit the cur had used to get out of the tunnel was now buried beneath the rubble

"Which is rant disregard to the thin sliver of ceiling that hadn’t yet fallen on their heads, Levet gingerly clioyle"

Salvatore sucked in a sharp breath A ton of rock and dirt falling on his head wouldn’t kill hi buried alive with Levet? That would be the end

If he had to rip out his own heart with his bare hands

"I’m painfully aware of who and what you are"

"I can slanced over his shoulder "Are you coitioyle, his pride as tattered as his Italian leather shoes

"Dar should rot in hell for stickingSalvatore’s nose with the tip of his tail, Levet continued upward, sniffing the air He paused as he reached the edge of the ceiling, his hands testing the see the cleverly hidden door

Levet disappeared through the narrow opening and Salvatore ift to follow, grasping the edge of the hole and pulling hih the dew-da before at last rising to his feet and sucking in the fresh air

Weres weren’t likehidden in damp, moldy caves and tunnels for centuries on end A Were needed open space to run and hunt

With a shudder, Salvatore glanced around the thick trees that surrounded hi out to make certain there was no is, Levet landed directly in front of Salvatore, his expression s "Shove it up your ear, oh ye of little faith Hey…where are you going?"

Brushing past the annoying pest, Salvatore eaving his way through the trees

"To kill o alone," Levet protested, his tiny legs pu to keep pace "Besides, it is ales to cover his trail I’ain"

"And that is all? You pro stupid until we have front up?"

"Back up, you fool" The sweet scent of vanilla invaded Salvatore’s senses, clouding his th "Now be quiet"

At a glance, Harley was the spitting ie of a Barbie doll

She stood barely over five feet, her body was slender, her heart-shaped face was delicately carved with large hazel eyes that were thickly lashed, and her golden blond hair that tuel She also looked far younger than her thirty years

Anyone, however, stupid enough to dismiss her as harmless usually ended up injured

Or dead

She was not only a full-blooded Were, but she took her training in combat skills to a level that Navy SEALS would envy

She orking out in the full-scale gym when Caine returned to the vast colonial hohts that would crush most men as she absently listened to his bitter tirade about the ineptitude of his cur pack and the injustice of a world that contained Salvatore Giuliani, the King of Weres

At last, Harleyof bottled water and wiped the sweat coating her face She glanced toward Caine, who leaned negligently against the far wall, his jeans and muscle shirt filthy, his short blond hair tousled Not that his bedraggled appearance dihts that loith a rich bronze and his blue eyes shieous And he knew it

Barf

Harley’s lips twisted Her relationship with Caine was couardian since she was a baby, but while he’d protected her and kept her in considerable luxury, she’d never truly trusted hi was entirely mutual

Caine allowed her to roa freedom, but she knew she was under constant surveillance And God knew, she was never allowed to travel away from the estate without two or three of Caine’s pet curs Caine claimed he was concerned for her safety, but Harley wasn’t stupid She knew histo escape her golden cage, save for the knowledge that a lone wolf, even a pureblood, rarely survived Weres were by nature predators, and there were any nuer to rid the world of a Were if they could catch one without a pack’s protection