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"It was a Were"

"You’re going to have to be led to breathe, his perfect features twisted in a griive me a name"

"Describe him"

The cur tilted back his head, the veins of his neck popping out as Salvatore’s power squeezed his body with brutal force

"Short," he gritted "Brown hair, English accent"

"You’re keeping so from me" Salvatore cursed the silver bars that prevented hi-distance torture was taking its toll "What is it?"

Caine’s eyes flashed as he struggled to shift An i as Salvatore held him in his control

"I’htened his grip "Wrong answer"

The cur’s labored breathing echoed through the roolared at Salvatore with sheer hatred

Far preferable to the srin

"His eyes were red even when he was in huripped Salvatore Merda

It couldn’t be

He had killed the bastard nearly a century ago

Still, the description was uns," he breathed

Harley moved to his side "Do you know hiht I did"

Across the rooritted his teeth, cursing his weakened state His hold on the cur was hanging by a thread

With the last of his strength, he focused on Caine

"Not until you’ve offered me a quid pro quo Get the keys and unlock this cell"

"Rot in hell"

"Don’t ritted, but the power behind his words faltered, and with a lol Caine lurched forward, breaking the invisible bonds that held hi behind his back to pull out a handgun he had tucked in the waistband of his jeans

Salvatore didn’t even try to regain command of the infuriated Caine Instead, he instinctively turned to wrap Harley in his ar her with his body

Chapter Five

It happened so fast, it was littlebeside Salvatore, and the next she was flat on her back with the damned Were perched on top of her

She flinched as the sound of a gun firing echoed painfully through the s the ceunpowder

The shooting came to a halt and Harley heard the slam of the door as Caine beat a hasty retreat

They lay motionless; the rapid beat of their hearts the only sound to break the heavy silence

Slowly the stench of gunpoas replaced by Salvatore’s richher with an awareness that was as unwelcomed as the realization of just how perfect his heavy body felt pressed so inti some sort of mystical olf shit on her

She refused to believe that his savagebut a trick

As if deliberatelyher desperate theory, Salvatore shifted to settle his hips between her spread legs, his head lowering until his face was pressed against the curve of her neck and the raven hair fell about her like a curtain of warh the pit of her stoainst his chest

A distraction

That’s what she needed

And pronto

"Well, that worked out well," she ainst her chest when his lips lightly touched the base of her throat

"Could be worse," he murmured

"Get offjolts of electric pleasure through her "We’re obviously stuck in here for the tiht as well make the best of a bad situation"

Oh…God She squeezed her eyes shut, battling the fierce tug of attraction that flared between them

Distraction, distraction, distraction…

"Did you turn Caine into a cur?" she husked

He stilled, as if caught off guard by her question "No"