explain why, she just was.
She checked her rear view mirror again and noticed the same car had been following her for a while. She was on her way home from a very long day at work. She hadn't slept for shit every night having ex plicit dreams about a man, but she never saw his face, only heard his voice. He had a sexy deep voice that she always felt like it belonged to someone she knew, yet she could never see who it was. She actually used the term man loosely. Her dream always ended the same way. Him biting into her neck right before she climaxed. The dream woke her up reaching for her neck every time too.
She pulled down her street checking to see if the car followed her. It didn't, but that only made her feel marginally better. Last night and tonight she'd felt like she was being followed yet she couldn't prove it. She wasn't going to tell Marie about it, she would just tell Ava she was imaging it. Maybe she was. Maybe the lack of sleep and other things going on were stressing her out too much. She'd been very jittery since Monday. Ava pulled up to their building and hit the remote for the gate driving into her spot, she shut off her car and sat staring into space.
The demon had led her straight to Rafe's mate. The silly girls tho ught they would be safe behind that pathetic gate. The idiot demon had taken no precautions when checking on the girl. She had followed the mate the past two nights to learn her routine. She was quite a creature of habit and that made taking her a little too easy. No matter.
She had to ensure Rafe was present when she killed his precious mate. She was not ready to do so yet. Rafe would be present, but he needed to be restrained to ensure he could not save the girl. She would watch the girls for the night an d come sun rise she would retreat inside to finalize plans. She could not fail at this; she would not fail at this. Tomorrow night she would carry out her justice.
Rafe practically tackled Ed when he was informed the demon was here at Lair. They had been s earching for four long goddamned nights. Dominic's werewolves searched during the day when Rafe and his men couldn't. Rafe had barely slept the entire four days. The little sleep he had managed to get was filled of the same dreams of his beautiful. Always with her in his arms, always with him taking her from behind, and always she was so scared of him when he first touched her.
At first Rafe thought, they were his own needs to have her completely submit to him coming out in his dreams. Then he realized she was always scared of him and she never saw his face because he was always behind her. The dreams he was having were hers! She was at least dreaming of him. Problem was her dreams were not completely pleasant for her. Always right as she would start to cum for him, he would bite her, and he realized she always stopped immediately. She was waking up at that exact moment unsatisfied and thinking his bite was painful.
Dammit he had to find her. He had to ease her fear and her need. He didn't know how she still remembered him as much as she did; Ed had told him he erased all trace of Rafe from her memory. Obviously not. Rafe didn't care how or why she still remembered what she did of him. The point was she did and she needed him now more than ever. Something was wrong with her. He didn't know what exactly. All he knew was that it was taking him longer and longer to calm her and get her to enjoy, and crave his touch in her dreams. He swore he could hear her cry out in fear and pain every time she woke the instant he bit her.
Rafe couldn't take it anymore. He had already decided that if Ed wasn't found by the time the sun went down tonight, then Rafe was going to tear the damn city apart till he found his mate. He would not go one more day without her. Rafe practical ly ran straight up to Ed. He grabbed the demon's shirt in both his fists and body checked him into the wall. Shoving his face right in Ed's he grated out.
"Where the
She checked her rear view mirror again and noticed the same car had been following her for a while. She was on her way home from a very long day at work. She hadn't slept for shit every night having ex plicit dreams about a man, but she never saw his face, only heard his voice. He had a sexy deep voice that she always felt like it belonged to someone she knew, yet she could never see who it was. She actually used the term man loosely. Her dream always ended the same way. Him biting into her neck right before she climaxed. The dream woke her up reaching for her neck every time too.
She pulled down her street checking to see if the car followed her. It didn't, but that only made her feel marginally better. Last night and tonight she'd felt like she was being followed yet she couldn't prove it. She wasn't going to tell Marie about it, she would just tell Ava she was imaging it. Maybe she was. Maybe the lack of sleep and other things going on were stressing her out too much. She'd been very jittery since Monday. Ava pulled up to their building and hit the remote for the gate driving into her spot, she shut off her car and sat staring into space.
The demon had led her straight to Rafe's mate. The silly girls tho ught they would be safe behind that pathetic gate. The idiot demon had taken no precautions when checking on the girl. She had followed the mate the past two nights to learn her routine. She was quite a creature of habit and that made taking her a little too easy. No matter.
She had to ensure Rafe was present when she killed his precious mate. She was not ready to do so yet. Rafe would be present, but he needed to be restrained to ensure he could not save the girl. She would watch the girls for the night an d come sun rise she would retreat inside to finalize plans. She could not fail at this; she would not fail at this. Tomorrow night she would carry out her justice.
Rafe practically tackled Ed when he was informed the demon was here at Lair. They had been s earching for four long goddamned nights. Dominic's werewolves searched during the day when Rafe and his men couldn't. Rafe had barely slept the entire four days. The little sleep he had managed to get was filled of the same dreams of his beautiful. Always with her in his arms, always with him taking her from behind, and always she was so scared of him when he first touched her.
At first Rafe thought, they were his own needs to have her completely submit to him coming out in his dreams. Then he realized she was always scared of him and she never saw his face because he was always behind her. The dreams he was having were hers! She was at least dreaming of him. Problem was her dreams were not completely pleasant for her. Always right as she would start to cum for him, he would bite her, and he realized she always stopped immediately. She was waking up at that exact moment unsatisfied and thinking his bite was painful.
Dammit he had to find her. He had to ease her fear and her need. He didn't know how she still remembered him as much as she did; Ed had told him he erased all trace of Rafe from her memory. Obviously not. Rafe didn't care how or why she still remembered what she did of him. The point was she did and she needed him now more than ever. Something was wrong with her. He didn't know what exactly. All he knew was that it was taking him longer and longer to calm her and get her to enjoy, and crave his touch in her dreams. He swore he could hear her cry out in fear and pain every time she woke the instant he bit her.
Rafe couldn't take it anymore. He had already decided that if Ed wasn't found by the time the sun went down tonight, then Rafe was going to tear the damn city apart till he found his mate. He would not go one more day without her. Rafe practical ly ran straight up to Ed. He grabbed the demon's shirt in both his fists and body checked him into the wall. Shoving his face right in Ed's he grated out.
"Where the
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