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maiden name. And then I got as far away from him as I could. I was here in Vegas to celebrate the start of my new life, my new freedom.”
    Sol’s eyes flashed with something dangerous, but his voice was soft. “So all this…”
    “It’s too much, after everything I went through with Richard.”
    Sol’s lips pulled back into a grimace. “That piece of shit should die.”
    She didn’t answer him; there was such vehemence in his voice that for a second she suspected he was serious. Slowly he released her and stepped back. “I’m so sorry for scaring you, Hannah, it’s just when you ran it affected me, I couldn’t help but come after you.”
    She frowned. “Affected you, what does that mean?”
    Sol let out a heavy sigh, looked down, and then looked back up. “Well, you told me your secret, so it’s only fair I tell you mine.” He looked around and then drew her to one side. “I’m not what I appear. I’m not…human. I’m a shape shifter.”
    Hannah opened her mouth, closed it, opened it again. She heard his words but was having trouble registering them. “What?”
    Sol’s grip tightened on her. “Look, I know this sounds crazy, but I’m a shifter. I can turn into an animal, a jaguar.”
    She nodded her head slowly. “Yeah, of course you can, and I can fly.”
    Sol rolled his eyes. “I’m being serious. That’s why my body looks the way it does, why I’m so strong. And why my instincts are telling me that you’re my mate and I cannot, must not, let you go.”
    “Your mate?”
    He let out another heavy sigh. “Yes, my mate. I marked you and we exchanged vows. To my kind that’s a mating and it’s not something that can be set aside ever. That’s why I cannot agree to an annulment.”
    Hannah’s shock faded to be replaced once again by anger. She snatched her hands from his. “This is unbelievable. I tell you about my ex and you make up this ridiculous story.”
    “It’s the truth.”
    “You expect me to believe this bullshit? I thought you were a decent guy.”
    “I am decent and it’s not bullshit.” She could hear the anger in his voice but it was nowhere near her own. She stepped back, and when Sol moved forward she brought her hand up in front of her, as if warding him off.
    “No. Don’t you dare come near me.” Her voice cracked. “I’ve had enough male crap to last a lifetime. I can’t stand here with you, listening to this insanity. I’m going back to the hotel and I don’t want you to come with me.”
    She could see the anguish in his expression, but she was too mad, too confused, too hurt to care. She had to get away from him, had to get some space between them.
    Though she expected Sol to try and stop her, he didn’t, and she walked away from him in a daze. As she hailed a cab her mind ran over what he had said. Not human — shifter—turn into an animal—my mate . God, she’d traded one type of psycho for another. One with delusions that he wasn’t human. How could anyone believe that? It was too ridiculous.
    By the time she reached the hotel Hannah’s head was aching and she felt drained, a wave of exhaustion settling on her as she rode the elevator to her floor. She stumbled her way to her room, her hands shaking so much it took her three tries to get her key card into the slot.
    Once inside, Hannah closed the door behind her and staggered toward the bed. Collapsing with a heavy sigh, she drew her knees to her chest and closed her eyes. This was all too much to process and right now she didn’t want to think, didn’t want to feel. She just wanted sleep to take her.
    ***
    Time passed; how much she wasn’t sure—she must have nodded off—but a knock at the door made her sit up with a start. It must be Sol. With a sigh she went to the door, opening it without checking the peephole, an angry rebuke building on her lips, but the words died in her throat at the sight of her ex-husband standing in the doorway.
    “Hello, wife.”
    Hannah stood like ice for a