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Sadie sucked in a sharp breath "They have a witch?"

"Not human Some sort of demon"

"Shit What kind?"

"I didn’t wait around for DNA testing"

Sadie grabbed the front of Duncan’s blue cashmere sweater he’d matched with black chinos The male was addicted to Project Runway

"You’re certain you weren’t followed?"

Duncan’s jaw tightened, but he was sle "I still have the aave ht south before doubling back If there was anyone on my trail, they’re in St Louis by now"

Sadie briefly considered crushing her fist into the cur’s face, if only to relieve the frustration that curdled in the pit of her stomach A pity she still had need of the incompetent fool

Tossing the cur away, Sadie paced the narrow rooet the Were before Caine returns"

"Don’t look ance back in full force "I’ve already had my near-death experience for the week"

Sadie curled her lips "Be careful, Duncan Your balls get any sether"

"At least I’ll still have thee "You want the Were? Go get her"

"Oh, I intend to"

"And the va her nextand fury, he’s just a ht be a cur’s wet dreaue when it co less than perfection"

Sadie ht her that anywhat buttons to push

"I could have the vampire on his knees if I wanted," she purred, "but men have more weaknesses beyond just an inability to think with anything besides their cock"

"And those would be?"

"Overblown ego, and an insatiable need to flex their testosterone" Sadie tossed her raven curls "I set the trap, and he walks in Bringing the sweet little Were with him"

"You’re in over your head, luv"

"Unlike you, Duncan, I have a spine"

"Until Jagr rips it out"

Sadie’s s down her still-attached spine With a lol, she thrust away the stupid sensation

The years of her being a feeble victione She was the hunter now, not the prey

Shoving her hand into the front pocket of her leather pants, she pulled out a set of keys and tossed them to the startled Duncan

"Here"

His brows lifted "Babe, you shouldn’t have"

"I didn’t The keys are to the i darkness "I’hini man"