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demanded it. And I came running like her well-trained dog. I'm disgusted with myself and my utter lack of control.
    And her eyes after I was done looking her over—making sure that stupid male's blood was the only blood on her.
    I had to fight every instinct not to heal the mark on her body he put there.
    But her eyes had been wounded—so wounded.
    And I'd been disgusted with my actions. The action of interfering when the danger to her hadn't escalated. And that I stopped beating the male on her request.
    Her voice had undone me like a ball of twine rolled down a hill.
    I should have finished that male.
    I will finish him .
    When Talyn isn't around. Unfortunately, she's on guard now.
    I jerk away from the window, my tongue moving to the hole in my mouth where a missing incisor is regrowing. Hurts like a bitch. Funny thing is, it's like hitting a piece of furniture then showing up with a bruise later. Who the hell ever remembers how they got it? For the life of me, I can't remember when I tore the sucker out—or it fell out.
    I hate not having all the teeth in my head.
     
    *
     
    A low buzz vibrates in my pants pocket. I pluck my pulse, careful not to inadvertently thumb it open.
    I read the message and grunt.  Perfect.
     
    Charlesʼ name flashes for accept voice call.
     
    I think ignore .
     
    The flashing name vanishes.
    I can't deal with my Alpha right now. He'll shit a granny smith if he finds out the colossal fuck up that was me today. Worse, he might think I need a babysitter in the form of a second Lycan.
    I haven't had that dubious dishonor yet. And I don't want it.
    The thought sprouts my talons and hair bleeds like spilt water over my skin in a downy coat of brownish-red.
    I can't tolerate the idea of another Lycan being within one hundred miles of Talyn.
    She's a bitch in heat, and on the verge of degrading for the change.
    Talyn is very attractive right now to a certain percentage of the population.
    A very small but dangerous one.

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    Talyn
     
    “I'm sorry, ma'am—there's nothing we can do. As far as we can see, this man is the victim.”
    Ma'am .
    I can hardly breathe I'm so angry.
    Jamie is playing victim like a Broadway-trained actor. He's rolling around on the gurney, moaning about his nose while medics try to patch him up
    I fold my arms. “Listen, Officer,” my eyes flick to his badge and the luminescent characters flash his info: Cochran , Twelve-year veteran , Psyche profile clean . I ignore the rest of his flashing stats on the live badge, “Cochran.”
    He smiles tolerantly.
    I am so far from tolerant right now I can hardly stand myself. “That man accosted me. He touched me.”
    Maybe I'm being too sensitive .
    He smirks. “Touched you?”
    Nope . Not too sensitive.
    I take a deep breath. Another. “He barged in through the back of my office, demanding to be seen without an appointment, and then when I made it clear he was to leave, he grabbed my wrist.” I hold up my arm where a vague red outline, and the beginnings of a bruise can be seen.
    Cochran nods indulgently.
    I want to hit him. In fact, I'm in a very violent mood today.
    Cochran jerks his thumb behind him at Jamie. “He said you two had a falling out at the gym last night?” His eyebrows rise.
    What? Clearly he's delusional.
    I spread my fingers on my chest, intuiting his inference. “We are not together.”
    He nods, eyes glued to my chest as he hooks his thumbs inside the pockets of his deep navy uniform trousers.
    Unbelievable.
    I think steam is escaping through my ears. The hell with counseling , I think I'm becoming a she-devil.
    “Patty!” I call out loudly.
    She runs to my side.
    “Did this guy not come in the back and grab me?”
    She nods quickly.
    Finally. I turn triumphantly to Cochran and swing my palm out as if to say, see?
    Cochran turns to Patty and says, “Now Miss Hershey, you remember stating that you opened the door and invited Mr. Duncan inside.” 
    Miss.
    His eyebrows rise. That must be the only