The Way You Bite(19)

“We need to talk,” he said.

Everyone had an agenda that involved her tonight. She whispered an exaggerated scream, “Get out.”

“Why are you whispering?”

“Dominic has this place wired for surveillance.”

“We swept it. Removed a couple of bugs and a camera.”

“A camera? He had no right.” Who had seen her on film? All those times she’d paraded around naked or in underwear. She couldn’t shake off the creepy sensation.

Lexan closed the distance between them. She feared what would happen when he reached her but was struck immobile. The guy wasn’t just hot. He was throw-your-clothes-off-and-beg magnificent, and he smelled incredible—pure male mixed with a subtle cologne that could be aftershave, and there was a hint of fine port. Her mouth watered at the memory of the aroma of his blood.

It’d been far too long since she’d last had anything fulfilling to drink.

A smile twitched the edges of his lips.

Her neck snapped backward to meet his gaze, unwilling to be intimidated by the fact the most lethal and powerful wolf in existence had broken into her home. The intensity in his pale blue gaze burned her as if he knew her secrets and wasn’t bored.

If she wasn’t about to collapse from blood loss and pain, she might find his gaze hot.

“Are you here to kill me?” An attempt to read his thoughts caught only hazy images of two naked bodies. That couldn’t be her in his head. Her quick glance to his jeans showed a bulge that made her more nervous. Apparently, she wasn’t the only one afflicted by this abnormal attraction.

“I’m not going to hurt you.” He shot her a devastating smile again.

Obviously.

“Then to what do I owe the honor of your presence twice in twenty-four hours?” Nervousness tinged her voice. She started at his chest, unable to maintain eye contact. When she stared at his eyes they made her want things she couldn’t have.

“We have a few things to discuss.”

She got no distinct thoughts from him on the topic he wanted to hash out.

“I can’t keep patching you guys up. I will not contract any further with your people to be a wolf doctor. It’s become life-threatening for me to help any of you again. Everything has become…complicated. You in the mix right now? Let’s just say I can’t handle it. Please go.” She pointed at the door, proud of herself for holding it together when she was seeing sparkles around the edges of her vision. She wobbled and put a hand on the entryway table for support when weakness hit her brain.

He caught her elbow, stabilizing her. “Are you hurt?”

“I’m…fine.” She tried to yank her arm from his hand but staggered. The world went hazy and she almost fell over.

“You’re bleeding. I can smell it.” In one smooth motion he caught her up into his arms, handling her as if she was weightless. Fight him.

She didn’t. His scent lulled her into a haze of hunger. For some bizarre reason, now pressed against the hard contours of his chest, she felt safe. She wanted to burrow and sleep. The sensation made no sense.

He’s the enemy. Make that the enemy’s supreme leader.

This close she could see his lengthy black lashes, the faint lines at the corners of his eyes, and his sculpted, soft lips. She ran her tongue nervously over her dry lips.

“Who hurt you?” He pulled his hand away from her back and showed her the blood. His eyes flashed with danger.

Chills ran down her back at the implication; she had but to say a name and he would annihilate the being. “It’s nothing.”

“I know when a vamp is so weak she’s about to pass out.”

His hand gently rubbed her injured side. Air hissed through her teeth in reaction to the pain while her body bowed to escape his hand. Without warning, she found herself face down on the sofa. He unzipped her dress to expose her back.

“Where’s all this blood from…someone knifed you?”

She wiggled to free her arms. When that failed, she tried to roll. Pain shot down her back and leg, momentarily paralyzing her. She glared over her shoulder at him. “Get off me.”

“Stay still. You must be in a lot of pain.” The genuine concern in his tone surprised her.

The pain she could handle. His concern? That she wasn’t sure she could deal with.

His weight shifted. Taking advantage, she rolled out of his grasp to a sit, ignoring the biting pain racking her body at the movement. She pulled the dress back into place, even though the back gaped open.

“It’s none of your business. Get out of my apartment.” Okay, that hadn’t come out as forceful as she’d intended.

He cupped her chin gently, pulling her gaze to his. “Did Dominic do that to you? Was it my fault?”

The concern in his gaze sucked her in. His thumb reached out to flick over the curve of her lower lip. Oh. My. God. She was doing it again. She was falling victim to his allure.

She batted his hand away from her head. “Stop trying to seduce me. I’ll heal. Go away. Let me sleep.”

“You won’t heal fast enough. I can speed the process.”

“Fast enough for what?” She opened her mind and caught a flicker of his thoughts, “You must be at full strength.”

For what must she be at full strength?

“Let met help you,” he said.