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with his shoe. “You really think poisoning will kill them?”
    “Lab boys sure as hell think so. What we needed was a successful field test. Think about it, Cav! If we get captured, we bite down on a little tooth capsule and let the poison kill every motherfucker who sticks their fangs in us.” He sighed. “No worries, bro. The vamps will still eat a fresh kill.”
    Cav’s heart sunk to his toes. “You’re gonna shoot me and throw me on some vamp’s doorstep?”
    “Yeah.” He shrugged. “You’re already poisoned, man. It’s a waste to just kill you and throw your ass in acid.”
    The safety was already off.
    Kel’s hand was steady.
    And Cav was fucked.
    He refused to close his eyes. He wanted to see it coming. He wanted to look in his murderer’s eyes as he took his last breath.
    The door to the hotel flew off its hinges. Kel whirled around, and Cav rolled over the bed, falling to the floor on the other side. He peeked over the edge and watched Kel empty the Glock. The silencer did its job, but the bullets did not.
    Adrianna was too fast. Even as Kel shot at the doorway, she was already behind him, her slim pale hands around his head. Crack . She snapped his neck. Kel dropped to the floor.
    “Remind me never to piss you off,” said Cav as he rose to his feet.
    “You already have,” she reminded him. She wore a white silk blouse tucked into a black mini-skirt, and black leather calf boots. Her blonde hair hung in soft waves around her heart-shaped face.
    She was beautiful.
    “I am not quite so angry anymore.”
    Cav cleared his throat. Embarrassment crawled up his neck. “You heard.”
    “You let your shields down.”
    “I don’t need them for vermin.” He walked around the edge of the bed and looked down at Kel. His eyes were wide, sightless. “Prick.”
    “You need new friends,” said Adrianna. Her gaze flicked to his. “You walked away. You hurt me. Because you knew if I drained you, the poison would kill me.”
    “Vampires metabolize too fast. You can’t get drunk or high. You’re essentially dead, so diseased blood cannot infect you. You’re impervious to almost everything.” Cav looked away, unable to face the accusation gleaming in her eyes. “A large concentrated dose of the Guild’s poison will kill you, in the worst way. They dosed me with three times the normal amount. If you drain me, you’ll die.”
    “And this terrible substance does not affect you?”
    “Not like it will you. Silver burns you, right?”
    Her expression turned to horror. “There is silver in the concoction?”
    “Yeah.” Cav sighed and shoved his hands into his pockets. “This shit is already killing me, Adrianna. I’ve got less than six hours.”
    “We must go.” She strutted to the door, and Cav’s gaze was drawn to her pert ass. She paused and looked over her shoulder. “You are dying, Cav Dixon. Do not waste time.”
    “Baby, if your ass was the last sight I ever saw, I’d die a happy man.”
    She rolled her eyes. “You will not die tonight, mon amour . But I am still not happy with you.”
    “I’ll find a way to make it up to you,” he promised.
    “Yes,” she said, tossing her hair. “You will.”

Chapter Four
    “ T HIS IS THE plan ?” Cav asked. “No. Hell, no.”
    “Don’t be a pussy.” Adrianna was already naked and on the bed. Rolf lounged next to her. In his human form, Rolf was a big dude. Probably close to seven feet tall, Cav guessed, and as bulked with muscle as a WWF wrestler. He had slate gray eyes and short spiky hair. Cav was no slouch in the cock department, but Rolf’s was freaking enormous.
    “That’s the problem,” he said. “I like pussy. Dicks are not my style.”
    Adrianna sighed. “I explained this already. Rolf is different from other werewolves.”
    “No shit.”
    “I’m not referring to his preference for males. Werewolves are born, just like human children. Rolf is one of the very few wolves who can make others.”
    “Fine. He can bite me. But