Wolfsbane, A Paranormal/Urban Fantasy (The Maurin Kincaide Series)

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Something big was happening. Finally! I was practically salivating and too my surprise it had less to do with my delicious vampire and more to do with the opportunity to use my sword.
    "I'm going out of town." He said.
    "What?" I asked, surprised and disappointed. That wasn't the something big I was expecting.
    "It's the assignment I've been working on." He didn't elaborate.
    "The one you can't talk about." I said, hoping he would suddenly feel overwhelmed with the need to tell me everything.
    He just nodded. Damn it. What the hell was he working on?
    "Can you at least tell me where you're going and for how long?" I didn 't expect an answer.
    "Reykjavik. I should be back in a couple of weeks." A idan wasn't giving me any more than that. Being Council Liaison was not an all access pass to everything the Council was involved in. I didn't have to be a brain surgeon to figure out he was hunting someone. Aidan was the Cleaner. If he was traveling it was to chase down a naughty vampire, clean up their mess and convince them to behave. He could be very persuasive.
    "I might have asked to tag along if it was somewhere a little warmer and with a little less snow than Iceland." I said, trying to sound like I didn't care he was leaving.
    "Actually Greenland has more snow and ice. If it was possible for you to come with me I would have found a way to convince you." He pulled me into a hug.
    "When are you leaving?" I asked his chest.
    "Tonight, now. I was supposed to be at the airport already but I wanted to see you." He whispered against my neck, his fangs brushing against my skin.
    "Don't start something you can't finish." I warned.
    "I'm just trying to make an impression so you won't forget about me while I'm gone." He laughed.
    "Our get me all worked up and leave me alone with an Alpha contender right down stairs. Aren't you worried that your fears about my feelings for you are right and that I might just latch on to the next eligible bachelor while you're gone?" I teased, as if that would happen. I was sure of my feelings for Aidan even if he wasn't. "Kidding, I'm just kidding." I said when his expression darkened.
    "That's not funny." He was dead serious. His jealousy and anger suddenly a palpable thing.
    "I'm sorry." I said and meant it. It was childish and p otentially dangerous to send him off angry and distracted. "You know you have nothing to worry about where Cash is concerned but if it makes you feel better to hear it," I raised my fingers in the Girl Scout salute. "I promise I'll be on my best behavior while you're away. Scout's honor."
    "You weren't a Girl Scout." He said, his anger and worry only slightly abated.
    "Yes I was. Until the incident." I chuckled.
    "The incident?" He asked.
    "That's what my mother called it. Let's just say that was the last time she tried to assimilate me with the Norms." I hid the resentment behind my laughter.
    He leaned in and kissed me gently on the lips. "I've got to go." His breath felt cool against my skin.
    "You're already late. What's a few more minutes?" It was getting harder to ignore the carnal desire I had for this man and I wanted to reassure him it was only him I wanted. I pressed my body against his.
    "Temptress." He laughed. His hands trailed along my arms, around my back until they cupped my ass. He pressed me closer to his body. "When I finally have you in my bed I will require more than a few minutes to ravage you properly." He let me go, distancing himself just enough to keep things from going further but not enough that I couldn't feel his desire for me. "I can't miss this flight. They won't hold the plane forever. Do you have any idea how difficult it is to arrange international travel for a vampire? It isn't like I can just take an aisle seat on a commercial flight."
    "Well the over head compartment must be torture for a flight that long." I teased.
    "Ha, ha. I'm hitching a ride with a friend on a vampire friendly jet but she has her own itinerary. If I'm not at Logan in

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