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bed so he could have his way with her. He felt helplessly entranced by the needs consuming him. No one could have ever prepared him for his. The day when he would finally meet the woman who had the power to bring him to his knees. And she didn’t even know it. Yet. And to protect her from those who threatened her, as well as his world, he would keep it that way.
    Breakfast was already placed on the same dining table where they’d eaten dinner last night. Chafing dishes and serving trays were grouped in the center of the table with empty plates and shining utensils arranged neatly on two placemats.
    “Do you eat like this all the time?” he asked before he could stop himself.
    “What are you trying to say? That I eat too much?”
    “No, not at all.”
    “I told Thomas to make you feel at home. Balanced meals three times a day is what he promised . Francine will ensure you have fresh linens, towels, and your clothes dry-cleaned each day. If you need anything else during your stay, let us accommodate you.”
    “I’m on an employment contract. I don’t expect you to treat me like a guest.”
    After taking her seat, she folded out her napkin on her lap and picked up her utensils. “Call it southern hospitality. I was raised to treat others as I want to be treated. It’s just my way of showing appreciation in exchange for your protection.”
    “Your appreciation is noted, however, I committed to protecting you the moment the contract was signed,” he said, just before they helped themselves to the food.
    Southern hospitality? She’d showed him an abundance of it the moment they met. Usually within twenty four hours of meeting a new client, he could tell if he was going to like them or not. Liking them was one thing. Tolerating them was another. There was something about Keira that he was fascinated by. Was it the hint of sweet southern drawl in her voice? The warm cinnamon hue of her skin? Or was it her scent—the smell that reminded him of a lush peach orchard?
    He wanted to pull his fingers through her lush dark hair, drag them down her back, and mold them against the curve of her hips. When she was in his arms last night, he fought with the urge to kiss her senseless. She wasn’t some woman who he’d hook up with one night and have a quick tryst with. She was the client. He was her bodyguard. She was not someone he could fuck and then forget about.
    Of course, what he could not rule out was that she was definitely his mate.
    If he’d known beforehand that Keira would be so beautiful and would have such a riveting effect on his libido, he would have sated his desires before coming here.
    How could this human be his mate? How was this possible?
    The wolf within begged to break free. Just this morning, he’d instantly realized that Keira’s scent was still on the clothes he wore yesterday.
    He’d had the inclination to shift and run wild in the thick fields damp with morning dew in search of something to fulfill the void. Would he have discovered the peach orchards that she swore were nowhere in significant radius of the estate? He’d wallow around in it, bite into the ripe fruit, savoring the sweet juices. Once his taste buds were satisfied and his heightened senses restrained, then for sure, the sight and scent of her wouldn’t drive him so mad?
    At that moment, they both looked up at the same time and their gazes locked. Keira had this wild determined spirit that he doubted anyone could break. She was very clear yesterday that she would find her ex-husband’s killer . Young and innocent. Strong, yet scorned that someone would kill her spouse.
    Keira bit her bottom lip, and the released it slowly. The nerves within his loins stirred as he wondered if her mouth tasted of the same lush fruit she smelled like.
    Aiden had a rule. He had many rules that assured his mission carried out successfully. One of them being…
    Never let emotions override duty.
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    As Keira walked down the hall toward the home