Angel/Hiss (Bayou Heat Box Set Book 7)

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teasing at her senses, intoxicating her with a hunger that was spiraling out of control.
    “Why wouldn’t they want to leave?” she managed to ask.
    Without warning he was shoving himself upright and tugging her off the bed.
    “Come here.”
    She allowed herself to be led to the window, struggling to keep her balance. Her legs weren’t entirely stable after lying on the bed for hours.
    Reaching the window, Angel pointed toward the large black puma with pale green eyes that was stretched out in a patch of sunlight while it watched the small golden cub awkwardly pouncing at a stray leaf.
    Her eyes widened in fascination. She’d never actually seen a Pantera shifted into their animal form. It was…
    “Astonishing,” she breathed.
    His hand brushed down the curve of her back. “Look closer.”
    With a confused frown her gaze studied the magnificent older puma before returning to the smaller cat. Slowly she realized there was something familiar about the cub. It wasn’t anything she could see with her eyes. It was more a feeling.
    At last she gave a low cry of shock. “Oh my god. Willa.”
    “Yes.” There was an edge of anger in the clipped word. “She was sick because she wasn’t able to shift until she was in the Wildlands.”
    Joy spread through Indy as she watched the cub leap forward, attacking the larger puma’s tail. There was no mistaking the health and happiness that had been decidedly absent when Willa was in her human form.
    “She’s beautiful, but…” Indy gave a shake of her head, turning to meet Angel’s dark gaze. “I don’t understand. She was human.”
    “It’s impossible to know for sure,” he admitted, his features tight with frustration. His concern for Willa was palpable. “Which makes it all the more imperative that we discover where they’ve relocated so we can get our hands on the medical files.”
    Unexpectedly, something eased deep inside her.
    She’d demanded a lot of herself over the years. Not only by caring for people she’d claimed as her own, but for constantly trying to find ways of releasing even more victims from the labs.
    She hadn’t known how heavy the burden was until Angel had come along and forced her to accept his help.
    Still, along with the relief was an unmistakable sense of bittersweet sadness. It felt as if a chapter in her life was closing before she’d prepared herself to say goodbye.
    “Are the others okay?” she asked.
    His features softened with a fond amusement. “Nadia has come out of her shell, asking a thousand questions of my staff.”
    “I suspected she had healing powers.”
    “She does,” Angel assured her. “Tarin is hovering protectively at her side while Caleb has attached himself to Parish, the leader of our Hunters.”
    “You’re a fast worker,” she murmured.
    “Would you prefer they were still hiding in a building that was one stiff breeze from total destruction?”
    She gave an instant shake of her head. “No. Of course not.”
    His thumb slid beneath her chin, tilting back her pale face to meet his searching gaze.
    “What’s wrong?”
    “I’ve started getting used to having them around,” she admitted with a wry smile.
    Slowly he lowered his head, brushing her lips with an achingly tender kiss.
    “You had a small family and now you have a much larger family,” he told her.
    Her breath tangled in her throat. There was something dangerously tempting in his soft words.
    With an abrupt movement she stepped back. “What do you want from me?”
    A wicked heat flared through his eyes, his potent musk clouding her mind.
    “I need you to share everything you know with Raphael,” he said, prowling forward.
    Her mouth went dry, a layer of sweat coating her skin. It was hot. So deliciously, enticingly hot.
    “Fine,” she managed to force past her stiff lips.
    “But first…”
    With liquid grace, Angel had her scooped off her feet and carried back to the bed.
    “Wait,” she breathed, shocked by the speed of her

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