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stupor. She sat across from him, wide-eyed, hands clutching her chest as she gasped for air. “Holy snot rockets! Did we just…”
Ty looked to the ceiling and rolled his eyes. “Thanks a lot, boss. Way to put the poor girl at ease.” Drawing the top sheet over his lap in an effort to make her a little more comfortable in his presence, he ran a hand through his hair and sighed.
“We teleported from the alleyway to my apartment. Yes.”
Danika paled, her breath coming in short, shallow pants. Eyes narrowed, she shook her head. “Impossible…” She turned her gaze from him. Mouth agape, she quickly scanned the room from his flat screen TV, to his mirrored ceiling, and finally to the wall of glass overlooking the city.
He barked a quick laugh. If he had a dollar for every time someone had uttered the word “impossible” to him, he’d have more money than Oprah. As it stood, though he lived a comfortable life, TV’s daytime guru kicked his ass in the money department.
“I’m afraid not, babe. I’ve got a whole bag of tricks up my sleeve.” He held up his arm and cast her what he felt was his best cheeky grin. “Oh, wait. I’m not wearing any sleeves.”
He had hoped a little levity would help to ease her tension, but so far it wasn’t working. It was just as well. The situation wasn’t funny, and he was definitely not a funny man. Cold-blooded, underworld mercenary was more like it.
Unusually still, Danika seemed every bit as freaked out as she had been in the alley. And could he blame her? Hell no. Not only had she been attacked by a flesh-eating, soul-sucking demon, she’d witnessed his transformation into a raging lion, and found herself teleported to his apartment moments later. Frankly, he was surprised she was still conscious.
Fucking Athena . The last time his beast came out she’d claimed she was busy and left him to walk the streets of the city with no clothing for over an hour. Awkward! The ladies sure didn’t mind, but the police? Yeah, they weren’t too happy about his state of undress.
As much as he despised Athena, Ty was thankful the goddess had seen fit to teleport them to his place. He needed privacy, as well as the comforting familiarity of home, to help him when it came time to expose the truth of his relationship to Danika. Just because she hadn’t fled up to this point, didn’t mean she wouldn’t. Hell, it wasn’t every day you found out you were a shifter’s mate.
Danika fidgeted atop the black satin coverlet, her voice shaking as she spoke. “So, uh…what are you? Some sort of wizard?”
“Pshh.” Ty swiped his thumb over his mouth and bit back a laugh. “Nope. Sorry to disappoint. The name’s Ty, not Harvey. And that Dumblepuke character? Yeah, he’s a work of fiction.” He jabbed a thumb to his chest and gave her a nod. “I’m the real deal.”
With her brows knit together, she shook her head in disbelief. “Okay, then. So, there wasn’t any abracadabra, presto change-o, one minute you’re a man, the next you’re a lion thing going on?”
Seemed someone either watched too much TV, or read one too many of those paranormal romance type novels. “Shit, no. Trust me; I wouldn’t willingly shift if I didn’t have to. I’m cursed.”
Her brow shot up again, marking her obvious disbelief. “Cursed,” she said with a slight nod. “Uh-huh…”
The issue of whether or not Danika believed him didn’t seem to dampen her physical attraction to him in the least. She eyed him with frank curiosity, openly ogling his naked form from the chest down. Electricity arced between them, a heady, palpable feeling that hardened his cock, creating a tent out of the sheet covering his lap.
She quickly looked away, a deep flush crawling across her ivory flesh as her gaze darted to the wall, then the floor, anywhere but him.
It took everything he had to hide the smile wanting to emerge. Danika was attracted to him in spite of her fear, and it was evident in her rosy
Ty looked to the ceiling and rolled his eyes. “Thanks a lot, boss. Way to put the poor girl at ease.” Drawing the top sheet over his lap in an effort to make her a little more comfortable in his presence, he ran a hand through his hair and sighed.
“We teleported from the alleyway to my apartment. Yes.”
Danika paled, her breath coming in short, shallow pants. Eyes narrowed, she shook her head. “Impossible…” She turned her gaze from him. Mouth agape, she quickly scanned the room from his flat screen TV, to his mirrored ceiling, and finally to the wall of glass overlooking the city.
He barked a quick laugh. If he had a dollar for every time someone had uttered the word “impossible” to him, he’d have more money than Oprah. As it stood, though he lived a comfortable life, TV’s daytime guru kicked his ass in the money department.
“I’m afraid not, babe. I’ve got a whole bag of tricks up my sleeve.” He held up his arm and cast her what he felt was his best cheeky grin. “Oh, wait. I’m not wearing any sleeves.”
He had hoped a little levity would help to ease her tension, but so far it wasn’t working. It was just as well. The situation wasn’t funny, and he was definitely not a funny man. Cold-blooded, underworld mercenary was more like it.
Unusually still, Danika seemed every bit as freaked out as she had been in the alley. And could he blame her? Hell no. Not only had she been attacked by a flesh-eating, soul-sucking demon, she’d witnessed his transformation into a raging lion, and found herself teleported to his apartment moments later. Frankly, he was surprised she was still conscious.
Fucking Athena . The last time his beast came out she’d claimed she was busy and left him to walk the streets of the city with no clothing for over an hour. Awkward! The ladies sure didn’t mind, but the police? Yeah, they weren’t too happy about his state of undress.
As much as he despised Athena, Ty was thankful the goddess had seen fit to teleport them to his place. He needed privacy, as well as the comforting familiarity of home, to help him when it came time to expose the truth of his relationship to Danika. Just because she hadn’t fled up to this point, didn’t mean she wouldn’t. Hell, it wasn’t every day you found out you were a shifter’s mate.
Danika fidgeted atop the black satin coverlet, her voice shaking as she spoke. “So, uh…what are you? Some sort of wizard?”
“Pshh.” Ty swiped his thumb over his mouth and bit back a laugh. “Nope. Sorry to disappoint. The name’s Ty, not Harvey. And that Dumblepuke character? Yeah, he’s a work of fiction.” He jabbed a thumb to his chest and gave her a nod. “I’m the real deal.”
With her brows knit together, she shook her head in disbelief. “Okay, then. So, there wasn’t any abracadabra, presto change-o, one minute you’re a man, the next you’re a lion thing going on?”
Seemed someone either watched too much TV, or read one too many of those paranormal romance type novels. “Shit, no. Trust me; I wouldn’t willingly shift if I didn’t have to. I’m cursed.”
Her brow shot up again, marking her obvious disbelief. “Cursed,” she said with a slight nod. “Uh-huh…”
The issue of whether or not Danika believed him didn’t seem to dampen her physical attraction to him in the least. She eyed him with frank curiosity, openly ogling his naked form from the chest down. Electricity arced between them, a heady, palpable feeling that hardened his cock, creating a tent out of the sheet covering his lap.
She quickly looked away, a deep flush crawling across her ivory flesh as her gaze darted to the wall, then the floor, anywhere but him.
It took everything he had to hide the smile wanting to emerge. Danika was attracted to him in spite of her fear, and it was evident in her rosy
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