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    I will not cry. I will not cry. She felt her lower lip quiver.
    “Oh, hell. She’s gonna cry,” someone in the back said.
    “Tears don’t work on me, sweetheart.”
    “I know Mr.—do you even have a fucking name? I should at least know the name of the man, wait, you’re not a man, the name of the vamp…no, no…cowardly, cheating vamp who’s going to fucking kill me.” She was shouting now, stretched beyond her limit. Defeat wasn’t something she could swallow, but she had only one regret. Well, maybe two. She hated that she hadn’t finished her mission, and maybe one more night with Venom and Viper would have been great.
    “I’m glad I heal fast.”
    She narrowed her eyes. “Well, let me down and let’s see if I can do some more damage.”
    “Okay, but not with your knife. Swords only.”
    Her knife flew from her hand to his. “Chicken.”
    Several men laughed, but he didn’t scold them, or kill them, or whatever the hell vampire bullies did. Isn’t that what a typical gang leader would do?
    “Okay,” she answered.
    He released her, and she stretched the kinks out before walking to him to retrieve her weapon at his feet. She knew he wouldn’t chop her head off yet. Oh, no. He would play with his food first. She stooped and stood back up, leaving her sword on the floor. Instead, she launched herself at him, catching him around the chest. Unexpectedly, he toppled backward, taking her with him. They landed with a thud. His eyes rounded.
    “Do you yield?”
    He grinned as he looked down at another petite, but sharp knife buried partway over his heart. “All I have to do is blink, and you’ll be dead.”
    “You’re already dead,” someone said from the back of the crowd.
    * * * * *
    Judge McIntyre replied, “Probably so.”
    He grinned up at his brothers’ mate. She was hell on wheels, a damned good fighter—for a human. Clever, brave. He was almost jealous, but fuck, no way did he want a mate. He did let things get out of hand, and it was his fault. Hell, he never imagined she’d strip half-naked in front of a room full to the brim with horny vampires and werewolves. But that—apparently—was Cambria. She tried to tilt the hand any way she could, which was brilliant. No wonder she had survived hunting.
    Now she sat on his throbbing cock, only his jeans between him and her shaved pussy. His mouth watered at her tits, hanging close to his mouth like ivory globes, and with a need to flick a thumb over a rosy nipple. He had to hand it to his brothers. They were lucky as hell.
    And they needed to blister her hide so she couldn’t sit down for a fucking week.
    “Come get your mate off me before she ends my life.”
    The vibrations from his brothers’ shitkickers rattled against his back. He looked past her to the two standing beside them.
    Viper squatted down. “Damn it. I’ll help her shove it all the way in. Why in the fuck is she naked?”
    “That was her idea, and the challenge with swords was hers, too.”
    Suddenly, she was fully clothed in a long shirt and jeans, but she didn’t move, barely blinked. And that damned knife was still there, stuck on his ribs. A slight turn, a push, and it would slip off the bone.
    Venom squatted down and stared at him with the steely look of murder in his eyes. “Well, Cambria. What do you want to do? You want to finish off my brother, or do you want me and Viper to do it?”
    She swallowed hard. “This is your brother?” She never took her eyes off him, a warrior, wary, ready for anything. He purposely changed his eyes from green to the one blue, one brown and her surprise registered in her gaze.
    “Afraid so,” said Venom.
    “Why in the hell did you take your clothes off?” demanded Viper.
    “I needed an advantage, and I thought a distraction would help.”
    Judge thought about declaring that it was a hell of a distraction, but didn’t know which one of the three would finish shoving in the knife.
    Judge opened his mind to his brothers and