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said to Kam, while they waited for Braden to call them back inside. Just saying the words made his gut clench. Even though he voiced the concern as a statement, not a question, he still hoped for a denial from Kam. “Leila?”
    “You know that’s who I’m talking about.” He tried to convince himself that Kam’s response didn’t matter. He’d fight for the woman, if necessary. Still, he preferred that the man just step aside.
    A half-grin appeared on Kam’s face, and he clamped a hand on his shoulder. “Not as my breeder-mate.”
    That didn’t make him feel better. “Have you fucked her?” He knew Leila’s answer, but he wanted to hear it from Kam, too. Their gazes locked and held.
    “No.”
    “Would you?” He swallowed hard, waiting for the answer.
    Kam pulled his hand away and stepped back. “Could you blame me if I said yes? She’s a beautiful, sexy woman.”
    He clenched his fist. “Maybe.”
    “I could ask you the same question about Braden’s mate, my sister, but I won’t, considering I already know the answer.”
    Raking his fingers through his hair, Erik sat on a tall stool near the room’s control panel. Given their society, and his own past actions, he had no right to be overly territorial, he supposed. He’d helped Braden sexually initiate Alexa and had watched the two of them have sex more than once since her Initiation. She was one hot lady, and loved getting her ass spanked—the thought alone made his dick ache. Leila had a perfect ass for spanking, but would probably deck him if he tried.
    Even today, if Braden and Alexa invited him into their bedchamber, he’d have a hard time refusing. But still, Alexa didn’t consume his thoughts as Leila did. Leila touched him emotionally, challenged him intellectually, and his body craved hers physically, like no other. She belonged with him. She belonged to him.
    “Leila is special, Erik.”
    “I know that.” Kam was well aware of how he felt about her. The man didn’t need to state the obvious.
    His frustration level increased. He clenched his fingers, then slowly released the fist, forcing his hand to relax, much as he remembered Kam do inside the Council Chamber. “What’s your point?”
    “She needs you. Don’t give up on her.”
    His interest perked up, and a sense of hope filled him. “Did she say that?”
    “No, but I know.” Kam pulled the mood sensor from his belt. “I’ve registered her emotions enough times.”
    His gaze flickered over the palm-sized machine. His belief in its readings ranked low for the most part.
    Tracking emotions was far from an exact science, and the best that electronic device ever did, in his opinion, was come close. Kam would argue differently, he was sure. He relied on the device during missions and often swore the readings helped him out of scrapes.
    “She has a lot to deal with emotionally, Erik.”
    “Yes, she does.” So did he, and Kam knew it. If not for him… “What do you think is going on in there?” He nodded toward the Council Chamber.
    “Nothing good. Otherwise, Braden wouldn’t have separated us.”
    All the energy drained out of his body. Too many personal issues pulled at him. He needed an anchor in his life, a woman who truly cared, to help him through the days. A unique woman. He’d been alone too long. “I need Leila, Kam,” he confessed in a low, strained voice. “I need her body. I need her softness to balance me. But she won’t even give me a chance.” His voice hardened and sounded tight even to his own ears. “We should have killed Rave, Shear, and Dare when the chance presented itself. Their deaths might have brought her a measure of peace.”
    Kam’s eyes filled with understanding and compassion. “We didn’t even know what had happened to her at the time.”
    “We did with Rave. I was standing over her unconscious body after we saw the partial video of the way they hurt Leila while they fucked her.” Rage rushed through him, and his hand once again