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chair. He always wanted something from her. From the moment she met both animals they seemed to know what the other wanted, and together the three of them made the perfect team.
    â€œWhat’s up?”
    Demon cocked his head to the side staring at her. He walked over to the front door and sat. He was big enough he could have taken the door down. She wasn’t going to let her pet know that his size was a bit bolstering at times.
    â€œWe’re not going out till morning and that’s that.”
    Demon butted the door with his head, pushing his entire weight until Nerina had no choice but to get up and go to the door. He would have broken it for sure with his weight. When she got closer, she noticed the door wasn’t locked.
    Damn.
    â€œYou trying to tell me I forgot to lock the door?”
    Demon walked to the other side of the room by the fire where Daar was laying and flopped to the floor, resting his big head on his equally large paws.
    It was barely after eight in the evening, but it felt so much later than that. The sun had literally gone down promptly at seven and had only stayed out for about three hours. Nerina locked the door and walked over to the window. She opened the curtains to her living room. Her view was beautiful. The sky was lit with a red haze outlined in orange hues. She would never get over the site of the Northern Lights. Walking back to her computer, she once again attempted to go over her accounts. Once that was complete she started checking email. Mostly junk. It wasn’t until she came across an email marked Storm that she knew whatever was in the package she received from Raven, wasn’t good news. Her package was the damn email. She was dreading what the message would say, but whatever it was, she had to open it.
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    Storm, I know I am going to speak to you today, but this, well, this is business related. No news like bad news, right? Red has asked that you help out in an upcoming issue. There are chickens that need tending to on your side of the world. The birdies will be in route day after tomorrow. Make sure you fly. The spot is Eden’s Den by way of Tel.
    Raven.
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    What it really said was that the team was coming into town. Even though she wasn’t a team member any longer, they required her assistance. Fuck my life! She really didn’t have the time or energy for whatever mission the girls were on. They’d meet at the local hotel in Anchorage and their target would be at Eden’s Den. She’d only been once, and had stayed only for a moment. She’d felt out of place because she didn’t know anyone and all the men and women there stared at her like she was alien.
    â€œWell, looks like you guys will be spending the next couple of days with Thorn. I’ve got to go into Anchorage for a bit, but will be back before the storm.”
    Powering down her computer, Nerina turned off the lights and hunkered down in the living room to watch Pitch Black.
    â€œVin Diesel night guys. Come on up on the sofa, and lets settle down for some Riddick.” The lights from the television cast a blue glow against the walls, as the opening scene began and Vin’s voice over started.
    His rough voice made her think of Victor somehow. It was his voice she heard in her head instead of Riddick. Victor’s voice alone was enough to get her to drop panties. Her secret kryptonite was a man’s dark, sensual voice. The sound made her ache in places that had long forgotten what it was like to be touched and stroked into a frenzy. Victor’s voice was deeper than Vin’s, guttural in a way that left no room for argument. Hypnotic in the sense that he could command her in allthings. She wasn’t submissive by nature, but for his voice, his touch, she’d do just about anything. And therein lies the problem.
    Nerina turned off the television, refusing to succumb to her imagination where Victor was concerned. She needed sleep. She was