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but maybe he’d lose my scent. Halfway up, I heard the ladder rattle below as Logan was right on my tail.
    I leapt onto the roof, fell to one knee, and jogged to the other side. The door that led inside the building was padlocked.
    “ Fuck ,” I hissed.
    “Silver, what’s come over you? Stop running from me!” Anger fueled Logan’s voice.
    I slowly pivoted around. Logan raked his fingers through his hair and paced toward me. As the space closed between us, the back of my legs bumped against the ledge of the building. A gust of wind blew his long hair to the right and he stopped—eyes locked on my feet.
    “Don’t move, Silver. Do you want to tell me why Levi pinned me to the sidewalk while you ran away?”
    I swung my leg over the low wall when he stepped forward. He abruptly stopped, flicking his eyes to the perilous drop several stories below. A car horn sounded a million miles below us and a jet raced overhead.
    “Stay where you are,” I warned. “Don’t come any closer.”
    Logan tilted his head to the side and his jaw hung lax as he struggled to pick up my scent. The wind cooled my cheeks as it gusted from his direction.
    In a split second, it shifted.
    Wild strands of black hair rippled in front of my face and tangled together. That’s when his eyes widened and Logan drew in a deep breath.
    The visceral look on his face caused me to lean back. Deadly canines punched out and Logan flipped his switch, becoming a slave to instinct. His malicious obsidian gaze reminded me of what it felt like to be prey in the eyes of a hunter.
    I held my hands out defensively.
    Silence blanketed the rooftop. The air never felt so crisp and it was the first time in a long time that I was afraid of Logan.
    My legs began to shake as the excess energy within me spiraled into a vacuum. Typically, it warranted nothing more than a catnap. Leveling down was Mage 101, but it was a little difficult to concentrate on controlling my energy when a man I cared about was looking at me as if he wanted to rip me to shreds.
    Maybe I wouldn’t die from the fall, but as I glanced down at hard concrete below, I had second thoughts about jumping. I became disoriented, weightless, and suddenly saw the stars tumble as I fell backward. We were six stories up and I was about to become sidewalk art.
    Logan surged forward with blinding speed and swung me around, placing me safely at his feet. He ran his nose up the length of my body and unfastened my blade, tasting the residual blood on the tip.
    And just as suddenly as the whole thing started, the darkness in his eyes melted away. His primal mind relinquished control either because there was no imminent danger to me, or Logan was strong enough to push through it. Levi’s heavy boots crunched on the rooftop when he slowly paced in our direction.
    “Hey brother, everything’s cool,” Levi said reassuringly, holding his arms wide. His eyes darted between the bloody knife and me. A Chitah wouldn’t harm a female, but I was also a Mage and Logan spent most of his life hunting down and killing my kind.
    Logan rose to his feet and angrily threw his arm forward. The dagger embedded in a plank of wood that boarded up a small window by the door. Without a word, he lifted me into his arms.
    “Put me down, Mr. Cross,” I protested. Not that I could fight him; his grip was strong and my will was weak.
    “I’m taking the female home,” he announced to Levi.
    His home.

Chapter 6
     
    Levi drove while Logan held me in his lap in the backseat of the car. I napped against his shoulder, too weary to speak. Levi dropped us off at Logan’s condo and went home on foot.
    It was a charming neighborhood—quiet. One I could imagine myself living in if Justus would ever move out of the sticks.
    Logan carried me inside and we moved through the darkened house into a bathroom where he flipped on the light. The customized tub on the left was large and well-used, judging by the packages of salts on the ledge. He set me