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the mantle. 
                  “She won’t hurt me, Cas.”
                  Just like that, he was there with eyes blazing harboring too many emotions to read.  Cradled and painfully squished, he bear hugged me making it feel like I was bathing in his fear, not my own.
                  “She won’t hurt you,” he breathed either confirming my statement or maybe reassuring me—I wasn’t quite sure.  Heart pounding, I let him hold me like that till he calmed.  I brushed my fingers along his neckline just above his collar in the back.  When his body finally withdrew from the wound tightness of releasing a small amount of pain, I drove the sword back in.
                  “Before we end this, I want to be sure of something.”
                  He tensed right back up.
                  “Did you ever...did you two….”  I couldn’t say it.
                  He reared back.  “Hell no, Stace.  She is repulsive and vile.  She wants only to have me for my title.  She cares nothing for me and I her.  I have only seen her on a handful of occasions and even then they were with her relatives due to a business trip with my father.”
                  Done then. “That’s settled then.  Let’s kill the bitch.”
                  He had that uncanny way of staring without a single blink just like I imagined all Vampires to have.  “That won’t solve anything.”
                  Harrumph!  The heck it won’t.  “I won’t share either, Cas.”
                  His eyes narrowed to slits. “Agreed.  And I won’t let you become a murderer.”
                  Okay.  So jealousy was a worse enemy than even Borgon and his bad deeds.  “Fine.  But if she comes at me again, I have that right.  Or if she comes near you.”
                  He didn’t agree, but he didn’t disagree. 

 
     
    Chapter Four
    ... he made me love him without looking at me.
     
    Turns out, Szar had word from my father that Borgon was raiding a Were camp and Cord was already on it but agreed to get his own together and meet us.  No rest for the weary.  Scratch the warehouse meet and greet.  I didn’t really want to announce the events anyway.
    Cas made a point to tell me the informant ’s name who talked to my father.  Who do you think? 
    Lee!
    First, Cas told me for a reason.  Second, Lee did it for a reason.  Overanalyzing was easy here.
    Suddenly, I had a great idea.  A stupid idea, but great.  I’d find Lee later and ask for a favor .
    We packed on the weapons, took the Hummer that incidentally was always on a full tank with Cas ’ funds and human servants.  Someday I will free all living creatures from their bondages and take care of myself twenty-four hours, seven days a week.  Until then, I was thankful for their help.  Besides, I knew the servants were paid well.  Better than a human lawyer even so I knew they weren’t complaining.  Not many humans were entrusted to knowing we existed and new the unfortunate consequences of what letting it leak would happen for themselves and their families.  Neither wiped memories or death ever sounded appealing.
    Headed for the hidden camp located deep in the Rainwater Forestry district an hour away from any citywide area, we discussed the wreck and whys of Lee Dyer sharing his fabulous tidbit of information.  Or at least we were discussing the topic until Cas interrupted me with his thoughts that I wasn ’t sure if he did intentional or not.  I went with the not after I heard it.
    ...Lord Bane cursed her with this.  It ’s not her fault but—
    “Not her freaking fault!” I screamed aloud making everyone in the car jump in their seat.
    Since he was driving, he couldn ’t give me his full man glare attention.
    Kissa.
    “Don’t Kissa me.  She is evil and doesn’t deserve pity.”
    She doesn ’t know any