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The cur had nearly reached her when he belatedly realized he was no longer alone Jerking his head up, his eyes flashed crimson and his lips curled back in a snarl

"Just hold on, Raknife "I don’t want to hurt you"

The cur tilted back his face to sniff the air, and Harley realized that he was bleeding from a wound on the temple and that the left side of his face was a painful shade of black and blue He looked like he’d just come out the loser of a Bully Beatdown

"You’re not Darcy," he at last growled

"No shit, Sherlock," she e he was familiar with her twin

Would she be able to tell if he was under the influence of Briggs?

"Who are you?" the cur demanded

"Darcy’s sister, Harley And you?"

"Hess" He sucked in a deep breath, co Not that he was any less dangerous "Why do you smell like Salvatore?"

Hess The name clicked into place

Salvatore’smountain of muscle

"The idiot seems to think I’m his mate," she said

His brow furrowed, as if stumped by her explanation "Weres can’tyou need to take up with your king"

"Salvatore" Instantly distracted, the cur slaainst the stone wall, his expression twisted with regret "Shit"

Harley instinctively stepped back "What?"

"I attacked him Christ, I kneas my master and I still tried to kill him" He stepped toward her, his expression wild "I couldn’t help it I swear to you, I couldn’t help it"

Anger exploded through Harley Da Salvatore to hurt his own pack was the worst torture that Salvatore could endure

"Save your pity party for later I need to find yourthat Hess was in need of a strong leader, not a shoulder to cry on A good thing She wasn’t a touchy-feely kind of gal "Where did you see him last?"

As hoped, Hess was jolted out of his shame and squared his shoulders in determination

"I’m not sure," he adled to control his eht and when I woke up, he was gone, so I took off I wasn’t going to risk being used against hi

"How did you get here in the first place?"

He growled, his eyes flashing red "Caine"

Stupidly, Harley was caught off guard It wasn’t that she thought Caine was above using and abusing his fellow curs He was so lost in his delusions of grandeur that he illing to sacrifice anyone and anything to make his vision corunt work to others

Precious Caine didn’t like to get his hands dirty

"So to rip out his treacherous heart," she muttered

"Not if I find him first"

"Did Caine kidnap anyone but you?"

"Three others"

Harley gries before the whacko Were came to take me away" He waved a hesitant hand to the left "That way…I think"