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chocolate.  
    Even better was the way Diego held her. His grip was tight, harder than necessary and yet the possessive nature made her flower against him. The heady sensations went straight to her head, making his demanding touch far better than any before him.  
    The wild kiss continued as he pulled her tight, ensuring they were plastered together from shoulder to hip. At that point her brain shut down as need and desire began to consume her.  
    Every inch of her body heated to the point she craved more. That’s all she could think of. More . It couldn’t stop.
    As if drawing the emotions out of her, many of her worries floated to the top. The pain of being captured by a madman never far from the surface came first.  
    Diego growled, sliding his hands down to her buttocks and squeezing at the same time pulling her closer. Taking that memory from her.
    The worry for her brother came next as did the fear of what their family might do to them if she didn’t bring him home—dead or alive. She jerked in his arms unable to understand how or why this was happening.  
    He ignored her and held her tight, giving her some much needed comfort in the safe harbor of his arms. For a moment she believed that maybe everything would work out. Fate hadn’t been kind in the past so maybe it was finally time for something good to happen.  
    Keep me safe.
    The words floated through her mind before she could stop them. Diego broke the kiss and stared down at her.  
    “Always,” he said.
    She was breathing hard, making it difficult to understand what he said. But there was something about him that made her accept him. He needed her as much as she needed him. Her instincts screamed this at her. By now her body was shaking and he cupped the back of her head and leaned her into his shoulder.  
    “It’s okay, beautiful. It’s nature. It wants what it wants. Come home with me. Let me keep you safe while we wait to see if Creed and Sawyer can help your brother.”
    Part of her still worried about Brody’s safety, but something deeper told her to go with this man. That it was the right decision.  
    “Okay,” she said. “I’ll go with you. Brody will need me nearby so he doesn’t have to worry.”
    Diego kissed her again, his tongue breaching her mouth once more.  
    She sighed, sinking into him. This would be okay. It was only for a little while. There would be plenty of time to figure this out later.

Chapter Eight

    Shortly after Creed and Sawyer arrived to scoop up her brother, Diego took Allison back to his house. While everything was fairly quiet he scented the beginnings of breakfast.
    “Smells like someone is cooking. You hungry?”
    She nodded.  
    “Good. Let me get you settled and then I’ll see about getting you fed. He led her down to the finished basement and opened the guest room door. Although calling this the guest room was quite a stretch. Inside there was a small bed made from steel with a thin mattress, an even tinier bathroom in the corner that could be closed off but not locked, and a television built into the wall behind Plexiglas to keep it safe from any angry shifters they needed to house.
    “Why does this look like a prison cell?” she asked.
    “It’s a multipurpose room. Whatever the occasion, it works.”
    “And does this occasion include locking me in here?”
    “I wouldn’t say lock you in per se. It’s just that the door automatically locks when you close it. But no worries, I’m going straight up stairs to get your food and right back down here again. I’m not leaving you.”
    She looked skeptical, her raised eyebrows saying it all.  
    He backed away quickly before she had time to get defensive and start a debate. “Promise, I’ll be right back.” He slipped out the door and closed it firmly behind him. A little to keep her in and a lot to keep others out. Until he had time to explain the situation to his pack, it wouldn’t do anyone good to find her down here.
    He took the stairs