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When a werewolf shows up in vampire territory, Bennet must eliminate the threat. The problem—when he's with her, for the first time since he died, he truly feels alive. She’s everything he never knew he needed. But to save her, it’ll cost him his eternal life.
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Canines far too long to be natural, silent movement, inhuman speed, no discernible sign of a beating heart. Still, I couldn’t believe.
Had I really just killed a vampire? No. Freaking. Way. There was no such thing. And he couldn’t be dead, though only a shifter could have survived something like that. A really lucky one. Maybe he was some kind of shifter I’d never encountered, a bat shifter that would heal when I was safely somewhere else. He couldn’t be dead. I had never killed a man before, and I didn’t want to start now.
The idea sickened me, though I knew I did what I had to do. I wanted to check for a pulse, call an ambulance, run like hell. But I couldn’t look at the man on the ground. My eyes were locked on the one that still stood. The threat I still faced. The tall one that hadn’t attacked me at all.
Two feet in front of me was an impossible man. His long, black coat blended into the darkness, his face hidden in shadows. He had to be six-feet tall, though I had this feeling that if I blinked he could disappear as quickly as he’d appeared. If I hadn’t been staring right at him, I wouldn’t have believed he was there. But I was. And as if in a trance, I couldn’t look away.
His jaw was hard, stubble-coated, and between his lips were the exposed tips of sharp fangs. Against my better judgment, I had to see more. Just a step closer, then maybe I could see. I could think of nothing else, nothing more pressing than seeing his face. Until I remembered that I was naked.
Just like that, I remembered exactly what the hell was going on.
“Turn around,” I ordered, doing my best to cover myself. Instead, he stared. “Seriously,” I said, feeling my cheeks heat. I had to find my clothes, but I couldn’t risk taking my eyes off of the man on the ground, or the man in front of me. Danger. Both of them. They’d appeared together from nowhere. Why had this one helped me? No matter the reason, it didn’t mean I could trust him. And I’d think more clearly as a wolf, or with my clothes on. Since I had to find Ashley, clothes on was my only option. “Don’t be a dick.”
“If you didn’t want me to see you,” he said. The corner of his mouth lifted up into a dangerous grin, revealing the full length of his impossibly elongated fangs. “You shouldn’t have stripped in a public street.”