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have picked me up.”
    Another tired sigh. “They’re the only ones
    willing to go behind my father’s back.” A
    soft, sweet chuckle.
    “So you’re a healer.” Not a question.
    Keeping one hand on the wheel, he
    reached out with his other and stroked his
    knuckles down her cheek.
    “And you’re very sexy,” she murmured.
    Surprised, he shot her a quick glance
    before averting his gaze back to the road.
    She was definitely tired and out of it to
    blurt out something like that. Even though
    it was underhanded he decided to get
    some answers while she was in this state.
    Something told him she’d be more open
    when she was so languid. “So you didn’t
    realize who I was at that club we met in?”
    Her sleepy eyes blinked slowly as she
    shook her head. “Nope. Not until you took
    your shirt off. Saw your family crest
    tattooed on your chest. Realized exactly
    who you were then. Morgan and Oriana
    Doyle’s son. My parent’s freaking
    enemies,” she muttered, the words barely
    audible.
    There was nothing but pure truth in her
    voice. He noticed the way she said her
    parents, not her pack and not herself. A
    strange feeling of relief slid through him.
    “You don’t view my family as your
    enemy?”
    She shifted in her seat, laying her head
    back against the headrest and closing her
    eyes. “Why would I? You’ve never done
    anything to me.”
    Melina kept surprising him. It was
    obvious she didn’t know the full extent of
    the violent history between their families.
    Which made sense. She was only twenty-
    five. Most of his young cousins weren’t
    aware of the violence that had passed
    between his coven and their pack because
    it had all been buried and settled well
    over a century ago. They didn’t even live
    in the same vicinity. Well, until now. His
    father had decided to start scooping up
    real estate in Miami after the recent
    plunges in the market. While it was smart
    from a business standpoint, it was also
    playing with fire considering the
    Rodriguez pack made their home here.
    Still, it bothered him. “You didn’t think
    about walking away when you saw my
    crest?”
    She let out a soft laugh that went
    straight to his aching cock. “You were
    practically inside me when I saw it and I
    definitely wasn’t backing out then. No
    more questions,” she said on a tired sigh.
    He was done with talking too. As he
    steered into parking garage he made a
    decision he knew was going to change his
    life. Though he’d already done it once in
    an emergency, doing it a second time
    meant something to his kind. To him.
    Piercing the skin on his wrist with his
    fangs, he opened a vein and held out his
    arm for Melina.
    “Drink,” he ordered.
    Her eyes fluttered open. She looked at
    him, then their surroundings. “I’ll be fine
    by tomorrow morning.”
    “I don’t care. Drink .” Some deep, dark
    part of him needed her to take this from
    him. It was like an ache inside him, a
    burning need to take care of her. Seeing
    what she’d selflessly done tonight, he
    wanted to at least do this. “Please.”
    At his last word, her green eyes
    widened. For a long moment insecurity
    flared in their depths, but she tentatively
    grasped his arm with her delicate fingers
    and held his wrist to her mouth. Her lips
    were warm against his skin, her tongue a
    velvet caress that made the blood surge
    hotter through his veins. The feel of her
    tugging on him, drinking from him, sent
    erotic waves coursing through his entire
    body. He rarely let anyone drink from him,
    and never a shifter, but now he’d allowed
    her to twice in the past few hours.
    After more than a few long pulls, she
    tilted her head back, slight embarrassment
    in her eyes as she looked at him. “I can’t
    believe I did that. Why did I do that? ” she asked, but it was obvious she wasn’t
    looking for an answer from him.
    “I’m glad you did. How do you feel?”
    He sealed the punctures in his wrist with a
    quick swipe of his tongue before