refusing to
leave. Feeling incredibly exposed, but
also powerful that she could evoke
reactions from a vampire as sensual as
Kiernan, she grabbed a plain long-sleeved
black T-shirt and tugged it over her head.
She was very aware that she wasn’t
wearing any underclothes but she didn’t
see any lying around. She didn’t relish the
thought of wearing a stranger’s underwear
anyway.
After shimmying into a pair of dark
jeans, she turned to find Kiernan had gone
impossibly still. She felt her cheeks heat
up at the blatant lust in his eyes. He
looked like he wanted to take her right on
the closet floor. “You insisted on staying,”
she said quietly.
“I did.”
She swallowed hard but forced her
eyes away from him and onto the closet
floor. The space was packed with a
ridiculous amount of name brand clothing,
purses, and thankfully shoes. She scooped
up a pair of flat boots and slid them on. It
felt weird without socks but oh well. They
needed to be gone ten minutes ago. “Thank
you for taking me.”
He gave a curt nod as he exited the
closet with her. Wearing all dark clothing
and with his height, he looked so damn
intimidating she was glad he’d be with her
facing the gang members. Not that she
worried about some human kids being
able to hurt her, but some of those kids got
jacked up on fae or demon blood. It not
only gave them super strength, it made
some of them go out of their heads.
“So what’s this gift your friend was
talking about?”
She shrugged as he opened the front
door into that gorgeous marble entryway.
“I’m a doctor. I might work on animals,
but I’ve helped her before with some of
the kids from the local barrios . They’re too afraid to call the cops and they know
Irene won’t narc them out to anyone. If she
trusts me, they’ll trust me too.”
He shook his head. “I can’t believe
your father is okay with that.”
Shooting him a quick glance, she gave
him a tight smile. “He doesn’t know.”
Jaw tight, he just shook his head. The
elevator dinged as they reached the ground
floor and she resisted rolling her eyes at
him. She did not need another male in her
life telling her what to do or judging her
actions. He stopped in front of a car.
“What’s this?” she asked.
“All these vehicles are property of my
coven.” He swept his hand out at the array
of vehicles in the underground garage.
“Nice.” She slid into the passenger side
of an older model Mustang. At least they’d
be riding in style, though if she was
honest, she really liked his motorcycle.
Her phone buzzed in her pocket, and a
look at her phone made her wince. It was
her mother and way past the time she was
supposed to check in.
She might be an adult, but since she was
going on a date with a vampire that night,
she’d made sure her mother knew. That
conversation had been one big argument.
Of course she’d left out Kiernan’s name.
Her pack and his coven had a certain level
of animosity toward one another, due to
some feud from almost a century ago. It
was way before her time and she really
didn’t care what it was about. She might
not be completely sure about Kiernan’s
motives, but she knew he wouldn’t hurt
her. Not physically, at least. Instead of
answering, she rejected the call then typed
in a quick text telling her mother she was
fine but staying out the entire night. She
also entered their code word so her mom
knew it was her and not someone
pretending to use her phone.
The curt response she received told her
to call immediately. Melina slid her phone
into her pocket instead. After she helped
the kid at the shelter, she’d call. Until then
she didn’t want to deal with any other
distractions. Especially not when she had
a giant, very sexy one sitting right next to
her.
Chapter 4
Kiernan parked behind Helping Hands, the
shelter Melina directed him to. The
expansive two story building took up an
entire city block.