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in
the same category as Bain?
    “You might be killed if you do this,” she licked her lips.
    “He would have to kill me to get to you anyway.”
    “Are you sure?”
     Instead of answering he lowered his head to hers.

Chapter 5
     
    The demon inside shrieked to be let loose on her, ravage her, to
claim her for his own and he very nearly tore the ring from his finger in order
to do just that. But before his lips could caress hers she took a step back,
breaking the contact.
    “I don’t even know you. I’m not the type of woman that would just…”
    “Katy”—frustration washed over him—“we really don’t have time for
dinner and a movie.”
    “I know that…it’s just…maybe if you told me something about
yourself, something that no one else knows and I’ll do the same. Maybe then I
would feel more comfortable about doing this.”
    Hells hounds, did she think that Bain was on his way to make small
talk? Maybe it was the fact that he knew he’d
better make it good or else she wouldn’t believe him or maybe it was something
else…the pheromones…because before he could stop himself he had said the one
thing he had never admitted to anyone, not even to himself. “I hate my demon
blood.”
    Katy didn’t do or say anything, she just waited for him to continue,
those baby blues were unwavering. She didn’t judge him; rather, she waited
patiently until he was ready to continue.
    She was way too good for him.
    Where did that come from? This would just be sex. There would be no
future for them. Still she waited.
    “I’ve worn this ring since I was sixteen. It was the last time I
erupted. My demon wolf mother left me for dead. The Chasers she threw me out to
should have killed me. Who wants a half blood demon wolf anyway?”
    She smiled in a way that made something in his chest shift, “Your
family wanted you.”
    She spoke softly her eyes fixed on his, the shift turned into a
clench. Right on his heart, so deep his demon felt it too. Damn these
pheromones .
    “Yeah, I love being a Chaser. I’m good at it despite my demon
blood.”
    “Maybe because of it. Gray might have been right maybe you would
be…less at odds with yourself if you took the ring off.”
    “That’s never going to happen. I hate my demon half. I will never
allow myself to become a wolf again. I’m a Chaser, I hunt demons. I made my
choice a long time ago and I’ll stick to it. Nothing will ever change that.
What about you?”
    “Why is it that I’ve never shown any signs of being a wolf? We are
both wearing silver yet you have.”
    Why was he surprised when she didn’t answer his question?
      “My wolf has known freedom. He lays
just below the surface waiting for any opportunity to show himself. Omegas can
normally erupt during a full moon, but my silver stops that from happening.
Your wolf is mostly dormant. Don’t ever take that necklace off and it will stay
that way. Your turn. Something no one else knows.” Cole leaned forward in
anticipation, needing to hear what she had to say.
    “My father must have been a demon wolf, he died when I was a baby,
or at least that was what my mother told me, my step father raised me. I never
had many friends growing up, but had a relatively happy childhood. Animals have
never liked me except for dogs of course.”
    He had to smile at that.
    “I can remember going horse riding once, all of the horses at the
yard freaked out when I tried to go near them. It was so embarrassing. At least
now I know why. I’ve also had relationship issues.” Her cheeks colored and her eyes
refused to meet his. “It’s not the getting to know each other part that’s the
problem. It’s the intimacy part. I’ve been told I’m overwhelming, too much to
handle. This is so embarrassing…it’s hard to explain…it’s…”
    “It’s not you”—his hand found its way back to her chin before
gliding into her tangled hair—“they weren’t man enough for you…or should I say demon
enough. The men from