came close to turning him on like Marianna did. He wondered, more than once, if it was because she was Amoveo.
He’d met several Amoveo since he found out about their existence, and every one of them was gorgeous, so he figured Marianna would be as well. However, nothing could’ve prepared him for the lightning storm of lust that washed over him when he first laid eyes on her. The mere memory of that day sent blood rushing from his head to his crotch and made him hard as a rock. When her exotic brown eyes latched onto his, every coherent thought was driven from him, and all he could do was picture her long, curvy body wrapped around his.
The cell phone buzzed in the breast pocket of his jacket, tearing him from thoughts that were too dangerous to entertain. His face heated with embarrassment when he saw Dante’s number scrolling across the screen.
“Shit.” He knew Dante was telepathic, but he didn’t know if that was the same thing as being a mind reader. If he could read his mind right now, he’d want to rip his head off for thinking dirty thoughts about his sister.
“Hey, boss.” Pete cleared his throat, hoping like hell that his friend had zero idea what he’d been thinking. “What’s up?”
“Where’s Marianna?” Dante’s curt voice cut through the line abruptly.
A tickle of awareness tripped up Pete’s spine, and the all-too-familiar alarm bells started ringing in his mind. Call it a sixth sense or a hunch. He’d had it his whole life, but ever since he’d hooked up with the Amoveo, it had happened with far more frequency and intensity.
Something bad was coming.
“She’s inside with that douche bag, Hayden.”
“Hayden’s at the club?” Dante asked with surprise.
“Yeah, why?” Pete stilled, but his gaze remained fixed on the door of the club. “What’s going on?” Dread clawed at him.
“There have been rumblings from our informants that Artimus has Marianna at the top of some kind of acquisition list.” Silence stretched for a beat or two. “Artimus is Hayden’s father.”
“I see.” Pete continued tracking the entrance for any sign of Marianna. “What the hell is an acquisition list, and why is she on it? Do you think Hayden knows about it?”
“It looks like Artimus and the Purists have compiled a list of pure-blooded Amoveo who have yet to declare allegiance to either side. We have word that Marianna is at the top of that list, which is no surprise. She was a member of the Council before it dissolved, and it would be a real victory to have her side with him.” He sighed heavily. “And yes. I’m sure that Hayden is privy to his father’s business dealings. My guess is that he’s doing his best to convince her to side with them.”
“Artimus is part of the Grizzly Bear Clan right?” Pete’s jaw clenched as he kept his voice low. The last thing he needed was someone to overhear his conversation. “Is there anything special that I should know about him or his clan? Aside, of course, from the fact that he can shapeshift into a grizzly bear, travel at the speed of thought, and break my neck like a twig?”
“No,” Dante responded humorlessly. “Except that he’ll stop at nothing to get my sister to side with him, especially because she is part of the Bear Clan. Granted, she’s descended from the Kodiak Bear Clan, which is a different branch, but at this point it’s semantics.”
“He won’t touch her.” Pete adjusted the gun holstered discreetly beneath his jacket. “If I remember correctly, you shapeshifter boys may be tough, but you’re still not bulletproof,” he said wryly.
“No, still not bulletproof.” Dante laughed. “I just wanted to give you a heads-up. I’d like to go over a few more things, so come by our place tomorrow afternoon before you pick up Marianna for the benefit at the Waldorf, okay?”
“Consider it done, boss.”
“Hey Pete, she’s not giving you a bad time is she?”
“Not really. It was definitely a smart idea to
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