to overload her senses. To find
herself there again made her body tingle in
raw sexual awareness. But first . . . “Did
you plan to use me because of my family?”
“No.” The answer was so immediate
she had no doubt of the truthfulness. Not to
mention she couldn’t smell the bitterness
of a lie. His next words surprised her.
“What I want from you has nothing to do
with your pack. And when I think about
you, I’m sure as hell not thinking about
anyone else. I don’t like shifters—or I
didn’t until I met you. It’s not exactly a
secret, but I don’t want to use you. At least
not in the sense you’re asking about.
However, I do plan to use your body for
all sorts of . . . things.”
Things. The dark note in that single
word sent an erotic thrill through her. One
that made the heat between her legs grow
until all she could think about was taking
off her robe, stepping into his arms, and
letting him push deep inside her.
Considering the way he was practically
undressing her with his eyes she knew he
wouldn’t reject her. Before she could
contemplate anything, her phone buzzed in
her hand. The number on the screen
surprised her. It wasn’t a member of her
pack, but Irene, a human woman from a
homeless shelter downtown. Melina knew
her friend wouldn’t call in the evening
unless it was an emergency.
She immediately pressed the talk
button. “Hello?”
“Melina, thank God! I need your help.
One of the teenagers who bounces in and
out of the shelter has been shot.”
Hating that Kiernan could hear every
detail of their conversation thanks to his
extrasensory abilities, she turned to the
side, trying to give herself the illusion of
privacy. “Why haven’t you called the
police?”
“He’s here with two of his friends.
They both have guns and are refusing to let
me call the cops. They’re not going to hurt
me but they said if I tried to call the cops
they’ll leave. He doesn’t have much time
and I thought . . .” Her voice broke. “He’s
hanging out with the wrong crowd—local
gang members—but he’s such a good kid.
I thought maybe you could help him with
your gift.” She whispered the last part.
Irene was one of the few people who
knew what Melina could do. She
volunteered with the other woman, and
Melina had needed to use her healing
powers more than once in Irene’s
presence. Not even Melina’s pack knew
the human was aware of what she could
do, and she planned to keep it that way.
Shooting Kiernan a glance over her
shoulder, she bit the inside of her lip.
“Give me fifteen minutes.”
“Thank you so much. Use the kitchen
entrance at the back, that’s where we are.”
After hanging up, Kiernan gave her a
dark look. “You’re not going anywhere.
Not with shifters out to kidnap you.”
“I have to. I’m sure you heard my
conversation.” He nodded. “Then you
know I have to go. Do you have any
clothes I can wear?”
Growling under his breath and sounding
more like a shifter than a vampire, he
turned, motioning with his hand for her to
follow. Hurrying after him she followed
him to what she assumed was another
guest room. It wasn’t covered in his
distinctive, wild scent.
He jerked open a door to reveal an
oversized walk-in closet. “I don’t know
what’s in here but it belongs to some of
my cousins. Just grab what you need.”
Crossing his arms over his chest, he
leaned against the door frame as if he
planned to watch her.
“Uh, I need to get changed.”
“I guess you better hurry then.” His
voice was full of sin and sex.
She could waste time arguing with him,
but decided to just drop her robe. There
wasn’t time, something he knew and was
capitalizing on. She couldn’t really fault
him because if she had a chance to see him
naked again . . . No time to go there.
Kiernan sucked in a breath behind her
as the thick robe hit the floor. She smiled
to herself. Served him right for