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night’s kills clung to him, imbedded in his pores as he moved into the room.
    With the glow of dusk fading from the small window set high in the wall, Sebastian knew the second night of moonrise neared. He marked it in the pull of his bones, in their overwhelming urge to bend and stretch. Especially with the aroma of freshly spilled blood sinking down to his cell. Wicked and enticing to the hunger clenching his stomach. He had heardthe cries last night. Smelled the blood of the fallen. It had only intensified his misery.
    And it was misery. Like nothing he’d known before. The beast had never felt so alive, so ready to break free. He never turned unless he willed it. Unless he wanted it to happen.
    Annika sank down beside him and lowered those beautiful, cruel hands to his bare flesh. “I’ve missed you, pet.”
    â€œI bet,” he bit out.
    Then he noticed the girl. Smelled her.
    One of Gunter’s soldiers dragged her forward by a single wrist. The human struggled, dark hair tossing wildly as she kicked, feet scrabbling, grappling for ground.
    Gunter snapped his fingers.
    The henchman flung her into the center of the room. She fell hard, a crumpled ragdoll in a heap.
    His body jerked to life. He stopped himself from surging against the chains, sagging back against the wall, appearing unmoved, unaffected. His gaze narrowed on the woman. Her head was bowed, dark hair a mess obscuring her face. Her back lifted, shoulders rising and falling with ragged breaths. Her khaki slacks and red tank top screamed tourist. Easy bait for these fiends.
    â€œA gift for you,” Gregory announced.
    Sebastian understood at once.
    He forced ice into his veins, blankness into his stare. Gunter had made his intentions clear days ago. Sebastian, starving away in this cell, had not forgotten. He had wondered when his victim would arrive, and if he would be too far gone to stop from killing her.
    â€œNever say I didn’t give you anything. Yusuf here wanted her for himself.”
    He shifted, his chains clanking. “Then let him keep her. Just get her the fuck out of here,” Sebastian growled, rising up, crouching on the bare pads of his feet, iron manacles cutting into the raw, exposed flesh of his wrists. But he didn’t feel the pain. Not anymore. Only hunger. A deep, gnawing hunger. His mouth watered, nostrils quivering, catching her sweet scent.
    â€œShe’s a waste on this mongrel,” Yusuf spat out.
    â€œSilence,” Gunter declared in a biting voice, glittering eyes communicating the reminder that he was the alpha of the pack. What Yusuf thought failed to signify.
    Turning back to Sebastian, he smiled again. “I could have tossed you some wretched piece of mankind.” He stepped further into the room, one hand reaching down to stroke the liquid-dark hair of the woman who had yet to lift her head and reveal herface. Was she demented? Or had they broken her already so that she couldn’t think? Didn’t care? “Instead, I give you this. Tempting, isn’t she? Appetizing.” Laughter laced his voice. “However will you resist?” He addressed Annika, nodding once. “Now.”
    Annika unlocked his manacles. They fell from the blood-slicked bones of his wrists and ankles. Only he didn’t feel the relief he should. He snatched at the irons, as if he could put them back on. Annika hastily stepped clear of him.
    â€œNo!” he shouted, surging to his feet. He couldn’t be free to move in this cell with a human. Not in his condition.
    Gunter laughed. He lifted his hand. The girl’s dark hair fell like water through his fingers. “Enjoy.” He moved to the door, Yusuf and Annika preceding him. His chuckle grated on Sebastian’s tightly strung nerves.
    â€œTake her with you,” Sebastian shouted.
    Gunter’s gaze clung to his for a moment before the door banged shut, leaving Sebastian alone with the female.
    Free of his chains,