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again.
    Guilt weighed heavily on her but she told herself she’d had no choice.
Dex’s blood could save the one person he wanted dead. He never would have given
it to her freely and she couldn’t let his anger, though understandable,
jeopardize Bodin’s life. Not when she might have the power to save it.
Professionally, she’d sworn an oath to heal all, human and Otherborn.
Practically, Bodin’s death would cause enormous problems within several
Otherborn communities, including the Draci, the community most important to
her. And personally, she owed Bodin a debt, one she could repay with Dex’s
help, whether it was freely given or not.
    Yet she still regretted having to deceive Dex.
    No matter how this turned out—whether or not Dex carried the gift
Bodin thought he did—Dex was special.
    She’d seen that for herself when she’d seen him with his team mates.
Even the seedy bar they’d been staking out hadn’t been able to detract from the
bond they all seemed to share.
    They were a family.
    That knowledge had simply enhanced the attraction and intense pull
she’d felt for Dex. They were both castaways. Both orphans. Despite his
unfortunate childhood, he’d found his place. And in his arms, he’d given her
something far more precious than pleasure. Something she’d never quite felt
before.
    The certainty that she belonged, too.
    But that, of course, was just another cruel lie.
    Jes didn’t belong. She’d found a purpose but she wasn’t indispensable.
There would always be another to take her place. Someone willing to save the
lives of others rather than live her own.
    Except she’d finally lived—for a few brief hours in Dex’s arms.
    And now she’d have to live without.
    Jes rose, then hesitated. She could make him forget their time
together, but for some reason she didn’t want to. She told herself there was no
need. If he’d suspected her duplicity, she had no doubt she’d already be dead
    Before she left, she kissed Dex’s lips and whispered goodbye.

     

CHAPTER
SEVEN
    Dex jerked awake to the shrill sound of his cell phone. He groaned as
he tried to move, his limbs as heavy as bags of cement. His muscles, his
skin—hell, even his hair—ached. Blinking the haze from his eyes, he
took in his surroundings—a swank hotel room designed in minimalist chic.
Despite his slowness to wake, he knew exactly where he was and who was supposed
to be next to him, yet he was the sole occupant of the bed.
    He scanned every corner of the room and strained his ears—maybe
she was in the bathroom—but his instincts told him he was alone.
    The vamp had wrung him dry then left.
    He tried to sort out how he felt about that, but his blasted cell phone
continued to ring, making his temples throb.
    Growling, he rose, staggering slightly before his feet were steady
beneath him. Shit, he felt hung over. Woozy. The same way he always felt
whenever he let a vamp drink his blood during a night of frenzied sex. Granted,
it hadn’t happened in several years, but it was a feeling he never forgot, just
like he never forgot the euphoric spike of pleasure that threw him into
full-out orgasm the moment a vamp’s fangs penetrated his skin. Even so, he didn’t
remember Jes biting him last night. He checked, but felt no tenderness or
puncture marks on his throat.
    Apparently, it didn’t matter. Sex with her had been more intense than
any he’d ever experienced. Even now, just thinking about it, his growing hard-on
was threatening to throw off his recently found equilibrium.
    With her, inside her, time itself had changed. It had raced on, filling
him with a desperate fear that he’d never be able to get his fill of her.
Simultaneously, the clock had stopped ticking, allowing him to savor each
sensation and every caress until his body had vibrated with something he’d
never felt before. He’d emptied himself into the condoms he’d worn, yet when
he’d let slumber take him, he’d felt filled with what had always eluded