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sticking your nose in.’
    I felt my own ire start to rise. I’d been honest with her. She didn’t seem to think I deserved the same back. ‘Is that right? Because the way I hear things, you’re not doing so hot. In fact there was something about you almost getting kicked out for losing your temper. Isn’t that why you’re here?’
    ‘You’re getting reports on me?’ Her mouth dropped open in horror. ‘You have no right, Corrigan. I’m not part of the Pack so you can fuck right off.’
    I felt myself losing control of the situation. ‘You saved my life,’ I said, trying to salvage what I could. ‘In some cultures that means that you’re now responsible for me for life.’
    ‘Well then it’s just fortunate that’s not my culture then, isn’t it?’
    My insides tightened. No matter what I said, she was determined to remain aggressive and angry. ‘This is not going quite how I’d planned it.’
    ‘My heart bleeds for you.’ She flounced away to the couch and sat down. The strange flapping gown she was wearing fell open to reveal a heart-stopping amount of smooth skin. If she only knew just how much effort it took to keep my eyes on her face instead of her bare thigh...’Now please leave,’ she stated firmly. ‘I have a very important appointment to keep.’
    There was no way I was leaving her like this. I walked over and joined her, trying a new tack. ‘Your new haircut, it, um, suits you. It’s quite dramatic.’
    ‘Oh, you’re going to have to do so much better than that, Corrigan.’ Damn. Apparently Mack wasn’t as easy to win over as Lydia the receptionist had been. I rather liked that about her. At least she stuck to her guns.
    I lowered my voice and leaned in towards her, still forcing myself to look at her face and not her bare legs. ‘So give me the chance then.’
    ‘Fuck off.’
    I sighed. I was wasting my time. Mack obviously didn’t want anything to do with me and maybe it was time I respected her wishes. I could try again after she’d had some anger counseling and was in a better mood. Before that thought could formalise, however, I noticed an ugly wound on her hand. It looked incredibly painful. I stiffened. ‘What the hell happened to your hand?’
    She seemed surprised that I cared, which annoyed me more than it should have. ‘Nothing. I just needed some air so I punched a hole in a window, alright?’
    ‘Did someone hurt you?’ I demanded.
    ‘No.’ She twisted her hands away out of my sight, as if she were ashamed.
    My anger continued to rise. ‘Mack, I mean it. Did one of the mages do this to you?’ I would raze their damn academy to the ground if they’d hurt her, whether she wanted me to do it or not.
    ‘No, Corrigan. I did this to myself.’ Her voice was tired and resigned but there was a ring of truth to her words.
    I gritted my teeth. Why did every conversation with her have to be so difficult? ‘Fine, then.’ I met her eyes, attempting to prove to her that I wasn’t the enemy. ‘But, know this, I’m on your side, whether you believe it or not.’ She let out a tiny, adorable snort, followed by a fleeting look of horror as if she couldn’t quite believe she’d made that sound. I almost smiled. ‘And anyway, Mack, if you really want to avoid my attentions quite this much, then you should perhaps not flash me quite so much skin.’
    She jerked her head up at me, for a moment patently confused. I grinned and pointed downwards. Her eyes widened when she realised just how much of her body she was inadvertently revealing and she stood up, a flush of embarrassment lighting her cheeks. It made her look younger than her years and reminded me that, despite her continued prickliness, I didn’t think I’d ever be able to stay away from her. Not while there was still hope that I could bring her round to my side. I reached out and gently chucked her chin to try and assuage her blushes.
    I’ll be seeing you, kitten.
    She growled at me but there was less anger than