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appreciate you helping me. Although I didn't need your help,” she added. “I'd already taken care of him myself. If you'll just take me back to my hotel, I'll get my things together and leave."
    Dante stood as she did, blocking her. “Sit down and at least hear me out."
    Shilo sat abruptly, more because her knees had buckled than because he had demanded it.
    "He's rogue, and that means he's not concerned with our laws or yours. He wants you, and he isn't going to give up just because you bested him once. The next time he comes after you, he'll be prepared."
    "Why does he want me?” Shilo asked uneasily.
    "He wants to take over this territory, but he doesn't have the strength to do it, not as things stand. With you, he thinks he would."
    Shilo gaped at him in disbelief. “He thinks he could capture me and I'd actually cooperate with him? Either you're mistaken or he is! And even if he is crazy enough to believe there's a chance in hell he could make me help him, I'm not that powerful. You saw . You were there. I knocked him out, but it drained me completely."
    "I saw what you're capable of now,” Dante said grimly. “According to Maurice, and I see no reason to doubt his word, if he mated with you, he would give you lycan strengths, including the ability to heal faster. You would be far more powerful than you are now. And I can not, and will not, allow that to happen."
    "Mated?” Shilo echoed, seizing on the one thing he'd mentioned that leapt out at her most prominently. “He thinks he can ... fuck me into having more powerful electro-kinesis? Why that's the stupidest, most insane ... ! God! Is there no limit to the male ego? That's ... light-years ahead of fucking the bitch out of a woman, I must say! Or are you saying he means to breed a more powerful electro-kinetic? Because if that's the plan, it's almost as insane as the other. I'm past my prime breeding years. I might be able to produce one or two, but he sure as hell doesn't have time to breed an army on me!"
    Dante caught her wrists, holding her hands firmly against her thighs. There was a mixture of amusement, anger, and unmistakable desire in his eyes. “My guess is that he plans both,” he said tightly. “That's what I'd do if it was me."
     

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    Chapter Six
    Shilo's belly went weightless as she stared at his taut face. “ If you were him?"
    "But I'm not."
    Meaning, if he had a similar motive he wouldn't hesitate to do exactly what he was accusing the rogue of? He'd all but come right out and admitted to being completely ruthless. Did that mean she could trust him because he was honest enough to admit it? Or that she couldn't trust him because he was ruthless?
    If she was honest with herself, which she didn't particularly want to be at the moment, the idea of him ‘convincing’ her as he'd suggested left her breathless.
    She realized she did trust him, at least to an extent. He hadn't made any attempt to force himself on her despite the fact that he'd had every opportunity of doing so, regardless of the desire she'd seen in his eyes and the even clearer evidence of his arousal. But the other man, Maurice, had implied that it was something about her scent as a psychic, and he'd not only told her he could control it, he'd done so. Moreover, he'd made in painfully clear he considered her undesirable in every other way.
    She swallowed against an indecipherable knot of emotion in her throat as she found herself wanting to believe him. Was it something about him? Or was it her—aging, maybe? A by-product of having spent so many years alone now? Had the need for human contact finally reached a point where she couldn't even trust her instincts anymore?
    Not that he was human—and maybe her thinking that way was just more evidence she couldn't trust her own judgment?
    It didn't help that she was so sexually aware of him, and she wondered if that strange ‘quirk’ Maurice had spoken of went both