Confinement

his life. Who the hell was this wo

erous streets, threatened him and then called him a coward, no less to his face.

ing just beneath his skin, but there was another emotion mixed in wi

ll didn’t account for her stubbornly stupid and fearless attitude. Didn’t she

beast inside him purr with pleasure at her alluring scent, the fire sparking

the second she walked into the diner, but never in a millio

yed the carnal pleasures that humans willingly offered

id she

lized in that moment she would never look at him as anything other than some unr

astings was a Godforsaken socialite. ‘The best of the best! A godde

nce again soar at his

aited for her to back do

did no s

izing him with those hypnotic eyes and full li

oint. Just as he was contemplating how best to drive her away on

ng particularly justified, studying him as if

g about?” he snapped, staring

r and honey—the scent was so strong it overtook him comple

uriously, her eyes al

ould stop her, the maddening woman reached out and stuck her finger in

ok much sharper

over his teeth. His

being was racing across his lips. When was the last

uld. His heart racing as his eyes immediately sn

erious claws,” sh

ted slightly

questioned, pointing to the sleeve

that used to take up the entire right side of his torso and upper arm were not visi

d at her

nes that once allowed him to live both on land and in water. He hadn’t felt them in 40 years.

ed out a small knife and made an incision

s it b

head and looke

ed quietly, unable to be

forward. “What are you?” she asked, her eyes

hear that her voice was not

t look like?

most extraordinary occurrence, sh

ving closer to him as if she’d love nothing

d away, su

s’t imagining it. I’ve been waiting for this moment for years,” she finished,

rst this afternoon. He laughed without

er tone nor her eyes. How many times in one night was

t—his true self. His body hadn’t changed in 40 years, neither with age nor back to its o

hes from his face. He relished all of the nasty quips he could hurdle her way, or better yet, scare the

and touched his face. Her fingertips were smooth against his cheek. He was frozen, unable to break

e carefully dir

s, staring into each other’s eyes. Finally, after what seeme

he

bli

tently as she looke

al ag

cked hi

o no

instinctual part of him knew his tatt

a trigger,” she mused,

her touch. He realized in that

can’t even see me,” he questioned out lou

physically perfect. Though she still couldn’t unde

as you are. That’s why I followed you. I wanted to kn

out with a cold glare. “Go back to your perf

expect me to do that? I told you, I’ve been waiting my

to surge once more. He pushe

ike it is.

erra fought against the desire that now pounded down her chest and

echoed, looking t

m as perplexing

d if that’s what you thought I was, then what the hell were you thinkin

if she hadn’t considered the ho

intrigued by her telling facial expres

h resolve, brushing of

now I know I’m not crazy,

of laughter, “I wo

d already onto the next cour

surprises. He’

“Isn’t that what

here a little

ted with wic

to get m

with irritation, the blush once again creeping up her neck. Zane felt the blood pound in hi

,” she clarified, “where

? You don’t know me, I d

head stubbor

nce. “If I agree to this ‘talk’

depe

er with, the quicker he could go back to living his miserable human life a

is human? How was it that she was able to see the real

ioned waiting for this moment her w

n the morning, but that didn’t stop him from once again wrapping her thin arm in

d as she trailed after him, he

over the smooth skin of her wrist. He could feel her racing

ank me ye