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Sih for hied him when she ran from him Torn at his own pride and sense of worth This was his ht for hireater than his own

He lifted his head and focused on the open closet door Within it were those ugly clothes she insisted on wearing He looked at the clock, and a hard, determined smile pulled his lips back from his teeth

He eased away from her, tucked the blankets around her and moved for that closet He had a few hours before the heat would awaken her Before the need would begin clawing through her

He stepped into the large closet, closed the door behind hiht He turned, and his eyes narrowed on the clothing before he looked down at his hands

The clawlike nails were blunted, but they were still dangerous He took the first skirt fro of cloth whispered through the night as he began the destruction Every shred of dowdy,she had in her possession was dropped to the floor of the closet, shredded Skirts, tops and slacks Sweaters and blouses They were all rent beyond repair

The shoes came next Excellent quality, perfect work through hier

When he finished with the closet, hebut the sexiest underwear, the lightest, skiowns He dropped each ite it, destroying every last article that she had brought with her

Except one outfit One pair of jeans One shirt A pair of leather ankle boots She would need soht her new clothes Clothes that befit the woman he knew she was

Arrogance surged through him He had an abundance of it, there was no doubt And he knew that the fury he would face toht wish he had avoided But there was er, her pride Her confidence and belief in him were at stake, and he’d be damned if he would lose any of that

He was her ive him to another That she would simply walk away He knew, had sensed and felt and been rocked by, the complete love that surrounded him when she stared at him She was devoted to him He knew this And still, she had walked away

Her selflessness went far deeper than his ever could Because he would kill the , he would have torn any competitor for her heart, li

Then, as though those shreds of fabric were no ave, he returned to the bed

He curled around her once again, and as sleep caht, he could purr

She was burning Ria could feel the blistering arousal dragging her fro at her body and at her ht awareness She didn’t want to wake up She wasn’t ready to face reality

She wasn’t ready to face her own emotions The ones that clawed at her far deeper than the arousal did The satisfaction, because he had chosen her Willingly, though she hadn’t believed it was possible for a Breed toto Elizabeth Vanderale, it wasn’t possible But Mercury had made that choice