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she could understand. So why was she hoping for something else?
Something she shouldn’t—couldn't—want?
    Her gaze returned to Rhys and she
had her answer. She wanted him with a longing from somewhere deep inside her.
To feel his body pressed against her own; his lips claiming hers with a fevered
passion.
    But she also knew her father would
kill her if she did such a thing.
    He must have seen the indecision on
her face. “Unless you want to come back with me now?”
    Just the thought of it had her body
going into melt-down and she clamped her thighs together to try and hide the
musk of her arousal. Eyes wide, she shook her head.
    “As I thought. In that case, I
suggest you leave now before I change my mind.”  His voice had dropped to a
husky growl by the end. He must have caught her body’s reaction. Still she
hesitated, the thought of staying and surrendering to his seduction had her
almost whimpering with lust. Meeting his gaze, she saw an answering darkness
enter Rhys golden amber eyes and knew she had to leave.
    Now.
    Turning from them, she was gone in
the blink of an eye, easily mingling with the dancers and almost ran out of the
club in her haste to get away.
    Once outside, she did a brisk walk
down the bustling street, trying to avoid the drunken groups of people who were
eyeing her: the men lasciviously and the women jealously. She wasn’t afraid
though, she could handle any human easily. It was the shifters she was wary of.
    The hairs at the back of her neck
prickled, a sign of no longer being alone, and she tensed. Hurrying from the
human groups, she turned into an alley—unlike the wolves, she’d rather not
fight in public—and waited for them to follow.
    Brent turned into the alley,
stopping when he saw her waiting and held up his hands. “Rhys just wanted to
make sure you got home okay.”
    She bristled. “If I weren’t a fully
trained fighter, I’d appreciate it. But I am, so I don’t.” She took a step
closer and he backed up.
    “Hey! If you have a problem, take
it up with the boss. I’m just following orders.”
    “The boss?” She asked and saw Brent
grimace as he realised what he’d let slip.
    He backed up some more until he was
back on the street. “Take it up with Rhys. I just have to make sure you get
home safe.”
    Chewing on her bottom lip she
thought it over and eventually nodded and stood beside him on the street. It
would be a good chance to ask questions about his “boss” and figure out what
the hell was going on between the bears and the wolves.
    Linking her arm through Brent’s,
she allowed him to escort her back to the cat compound boundary, knowing that
if he was spotted by any of her brethren, he would be killed on sight.
    During the twenty minute walk she
questioned him about Rhys but he didn’t give much away.
    “What can I say; he’s a private
guy.”
    “Then tell me how he’s ‘the boss’?
The last I heard Darren was alpha of the wolves.”
    Brent snorted, “He still is, he
just doesn’t deserve the title.”
    Kaitlin stopped and put her hands
on her hips. “Brent, I may like you but I am not above kicking your ass to get
answers.”
    He laughed and shook his head,
“Okay, stop with the threats, I’ll tell you about him.” They started walking
again, “Rhys is a born alpha but he’s always suppressed it, not wanting the
responsibilities that go with it.”
    “That I can understand.” He shot
her a harassed look and she grinned, “Sorry.”
    “Anyway, Darren sent out a group of
wolves a couple of weeks ago and they never came back. They’d been slaughtered
in a warehouse,” his eyes were bleak as he recalled the event. “It wasn’t the
first time it had happened and Rhys lost his brother that night: he snapped. He
attacked Darren and was just about to deliver the killing blow when he stopped
himself, realising what he was about to do; the responsibility he would have.”
He grabbed her arm to stop her, “Rhys isn’t a bad guy, he just