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files had stated. The potential ability to excel in numerous areas they considered fundamentally essential in the army they were building had marked her as a prized specimen.
    They’d never known how her grandfather had maneuvered to ensure Barrett’s best friend, Jorn Langer, Khileen’s father, had learned of the labs. Once Jorn had found the lab, he’d learned that the overseer had acquired samples from the fertility clinic the O’Sullivan’s had gone to in order to create a Breed. Then it had been as simple as ensuring Jorn was contacted by a group of Breeds he’d aided in escaping from several labs he’d overseen.
    From there, her rescue by her father and his best friend had been planned to the last detail. Her parents had then adopted her after procuring birth records “proving” she was adopted from a recently widowed cousin of Kella O’Sullivan’s.
    Katie hadn’t known how she was found by her father and Jorn. She hadn’t known how she had been rescued or the calculated risks her family had taken to attempt to hide her, until she’d become ill, just before her grandfather’s arrest. Later, when Walter O’Sullivan had escaped the Breeds and shown up at the O’Sullivan estate where she and her family had initially gone to attempt to figure out what to do, they had learned how her grandfather had used that position to ensure his son had the child he and his wife had longed for.
    The genetic incompatibility had been eradicated, but only with the introduction of the Breed DNA.
    All of his maneuvering had been in vain, but because of his position, he’d ensured his son had his child and that she was rescued before her Breed training had begun in earnest.
    “Lobo highly respects your father, though I know he never cared for your grandfather.” Khileen stepped from the stall before looking around silently for a long moment.
    When her gaze returned to Katie’s, the amusement in it should have warned her what was coming.
    “So,” Khileen drawled. “What did you think of Devil?”
    There was the blush.
    Katie felt it surfacing beneath her flesh, filling her face and revealing, she feared, far more interest than she wanted Khileen to realize.
    “Oh, you definitely like him.” Khileen laughed. “I knew there was something there when I heard him raging to Lobo over you.”
    “Raging?” Oh, that was just wrong. “What could he have to rage over? I didn’t do anything.”
    Irritation flared through her at the thought of him doing such a thing. It wasn’t as though she had thrown him in a vehicle, plastered him to the floorboards and held him there, teasing him with the press of her body against his.
    “Devil can rage over everything, never mention your name, yet make it excessively clear that you’re the object of his displeasure.” Khileen rolled her expressive eyes as she propped her hands on her hips, then faced Katie curiously. “I have to say though, I’ve never heard Devil rage over a woman simply to be raging. They usually have to actually do something to him personally. What did you do to him?”
    “Not a damned thing.” The nerve of him!
    Unclenching her fists slowly as she realized what she was doing, Katie shoved her hands into the pockets of the gauzy skirt she’d worn with a thin, sleeveless silk top and sandals.
    Her body heated immediately at the thought though. All she’d actually done was let him know exactly how turned on she had been. Was she supposed to hide it?
    Hiding it would have been impossible. Her senses had flared too bright, too receptive to his touch. Even now, her nipples were already tightly beaded, her clit throbbing in anticipation.
    She’d been on the Reever ranch three days now. The two nights she’d spent in the guest room tossing and turning, her body aching for him, had been miserable. It had taken hours to fall asleep.
    “Come on, Katie.” Dropping her arms from her hips, Khileen chided her with friendly disbelief. “Something happened. I know Devil.