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never felt this urge to mark any of them. Sex was well, just sex. Sometimes it was even good. But she just knew that with Nick, sex wouldn't be just sex. Something in her had awakened to Nick's touch and kiss. Something deep in her recognized his body, his scent, his toe-curling kiss.
    “What am I?” Zoe swallowed. “Am I a shifter, or am I just a freak?”
    She slotted her car into a lot in front of her building and scrambled up the steps to her second-floor apartment. Unlocking the door clumsily, she stumbled in and slammed the door behind her.
    With her back pressed to the door, she stifled a cry as her eyes rounded in shock.
    Unblinkingly, she stared around her apartment.
    She hadn't switched on the lights. The entire apartment was in darkness. Yet she could see everything with startling, terrifying clarity. She could see her furniture, her shoes, the photos beside the TV, even the tiny words on her cup on the coffee table.
    What was happening to her? Her eyes were changing.
    Her senses were becoming...sharper.
    Even her body no longer felt like her own.
    Everything about her seemed to be changing.
    And it all started with a kiss.
    “I shouldn't have kissed him,” she whispered.
    She raised her trembling fingers to her lips and closed her eyes. With a groan, she hissed, “Oh, but I want to kiss him again. I want him...”
    Her entire body shook as a violent bolt of desire exploded in her core. She squeezed her thighs together to try to stop the tormenting ache between her legs. It was no use. Her body could only be sated by one man.
    A tortured sob tore from her chest. “Oh Nick...I need you...”

     

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

    Nick watched Zoe bolt from her car and run straight up to her walk-up apartment. He had sped after her in his car, and his heart had almost lurched right out of his chest when he saw her drive up the curb and narrowly miss that lamp post.
    She managed to keep her car on the road for the rest of her drive home, but she was still driving too fast and too recklessly. She hurtled past right lights and rounded corners dangerously. She was clearly upset, but why?
    Was she upset about the kiss?
    From the way she responded, she seemed to crave more. He could scent her desire and arousal, and her eyes had glowed when she looked at him.
    Nick remembered that feral light in her eyes. For a heartbeat, he had glimpsed an animal behind those large, amber eyes.
    But he couldn't identify her animal. Her scent had been human, up until he kissed her.
    Nick's frown deepened. What kind of shifter was she? There was no doubt that she had shifter blood in her, but her scent wasn't anything he had encountered before.
    Nick got out of his car and went after her. He wasn't leaving her alone. Something was going on with her. He would not leave her, no matter what.
    He didn't care what sort of shifter she was. She was his.
    She was afraid, but what was she scared of? Him?
    His bear snarled angrily. The beast was mad that his female was running from him.
    Taking the steps three at a time, Nick stopped in front of her door and forced his bear to back down. He braced his palms against her door and inhaled sharply. Zoe was on the other side of the door. He could smell her, feel her, and he could scent her tears.
    “Zoe...” he growled. “Zoe, it's me, Nick.”
    When she didn't answer, he forced himself to take a long breath and gentle his voice. “I know you're there. Please open the door. Don't shut me out. I won't hurt you, Zoe. I won't ever hurt you.”
    “Go away,” she begged.
    “No. I'm not going anywhere. I'm here, and I'll remain here, just outside your door. I'm here, with you, Zoe,” Nick said softly.
    After a long while, he heard her muffled voice. “I'm scared, Nick.”
    At her words, Nick had to stop himself from kicking her door in so he could reach her and rescue her from whatever was frightening her. But that would probably scare her even more. Whatever was scaring her, was inside of her. Forcing his