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but firm backside. Her smooth legs were toned and long, like the gazelles he’d seen in his travels. Bloody hell, she would be the death of him yet. He wasn’t even sure if he was going to be able to run. His hard erection ached for release and he hadn’t even spent a full five minutes with her. Fortunately, she’d started off at a jogging pace that gave him time to recover himself.
    He averted his eyes to the forest before him. He had to keep his mind from his delectable mate, for there could be more dangerous beings in this forest than him. He needed his mind to be sharp, ready for the unexpected.
    He had arrived early to check out the area around her home. He was relieved to find no tracks or awful stench that so often accompanied demons. Maybe the demons wouldn’t come this far north. After all, what would they want or need in this isolated area? Maybe he was being overly concerned but he knew from experience it was better to be safe than sorry. The beast’s call to protect his mate was nonstop, even waking him from his sleep. Would he ever find restful sleep again?
    Maybe if she were by his side . . . in his bed.
    He shook his head to rid himself of the thought.
    He wanted more than anything to claim her as his own but he knew he had to give her time to adjust. Her life was about to deviate very soon. He could sense she was close to the change. When he laid his hand on her, he’d felt the electrical vibrations pulsing through her. Only another immortal could feel such vibrations and hers where beating with a steady rhythm. The faster they become, the closer the transition was, and he dreaded it for her.
    Becoming immortal was a painful ordeal that lasted about twenty-four hours. Bones reinforced themselves, blood ran like acid through your veins, and your skin burned like it was on fire. It was the body’s way of protecting itself, making it the strongest it could be for eternity. Afterward, an immortal’s body became stronger, more efficient, and ready to take on the world. Did she know she was soon to become an immortal witch? Hell, for that matter did her family even know?
    “What’s your family like?” He sped up his pace to walk by her side.
    “Well, I lost my parents when I was five. Since then, my three sisters and I have lived with Maeve. She used to be our nanny, but she’s been the only mother we’ve really known.” She shrugged as she looked to the ground.
    Did she always do that when she wanted to avoid something?
    “You have three sisters?”
    She nodded. “I’m the oldest, then Ella, Thea, and Cara. How about you? Do you have any siblings?”
    “I have a twin brother, Aiden, and two younger sisters, Emma and Rose. They live in England. I just got back from visiting them.”
    She smiled. “Really? Does that mean you live around here?”
    He nodded. “Lake Placid.”  
    “Are you on your way back home?”
    “I’ve decided to hang around for a while.” He didn’t want to give away his true intention of staying here for her, but didn’t want to lie to her either.
    “Don’t you have a job or something to get back to?” She glanced at him but then turned her attention back to the forest, kicking a rock out of her way.
    The answer to her question was not as simple as it may appear. But complications were becoming his good friend. Could he just tell her the truth? “I inherited some money when I turned twenty-five. I’ve been fortunate in my investments.”
    “So, you’re rich?”
    Lucas smiled. He was rich, but money was a tool, nothing more. “You could say that.” It was just as well he didn’t need to work. Never aging did have its drawbacks. He stepped in front of her to move a low-hanging branch. “Obviously I know where you work, but how did you get started there?”
    Ava shrugged. “I earned my business degree from an online school and got hired there. It’s really not that interesting.” She stepped around the branch without looking at him again. Hell, why