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black t-shirt and gray sweatpants her brother, Devin, had left behind when he’d moved out six months before. She’d told him about them repeatedly, but he didn’t seem to care.
    She returned to the bathroom to find Brolach had turned off the water in the bathtub and now stood beside it. Since he didn’t hold on to his dirty clothing, she guessed he’d left them in the tub, which was better than on the floor.
    “Here put these on,” she said as she held out the sweatpants and t-shirt. “The pants have a drawstring that goes in the front.”
    Brolach dropped the towel from around his waist, then reached for the pants. Waverly got a good eyeful before he stepped into them and yanked them up past his hips. As predicted, they were a little on the short side and fit a bit snug. The shirt wasn’t the right size either, but was passable.
    Waverly nodded. “Let’s get you something to eat.” She had this almost overwhelming urge to make sure Brolach had food in his stomach. She’d felt the same way about getting him cleaned up.
    She turned on her heel and walked out of the bathroom before she headed for the kitchen. Brolach followed her. Waverly quickly set about seasoning the chicken breasts she’d thawed earlier and then put them into the oven to bake. He’d gone to sit at the small table while she worked.
    As she set about peeling some potatoes to boil, Waverly set the conversation up to ask her first question as she worked. “I need you to give me some answers.”
    “All right.”
    “You’re not exactly human, are you?”
    “Correct. I’m a hybrid—half vampire and half werewolf. As far as I know, I’m the only one of my kind.”
    “Okay. Right about now I should be running from you in terror, but I’m not even close to feeling that. In fact, I have no fear of you whatsoever. You did something to me to cause that, didn’t you?”
    Brolach gave her an apologetic look. “Yes. I’m sorry, but there wasn’t anything else I could think of doing. I compelled you not to run from me and to take me to your home. You have my word that I won’t use it on you again unless it’s absolutely necessary.”
    “Gee, thanks.” She just loved the idea that he could take away her free will whenever he wanted. Not. What he deemed necessary may not match what she thought would be. “Well, just make sure it’s a life and death situation before you do it again.”
    “I’ll do my best.”
    “Next question. You said you’d been living in the ground for the last two thousand years. How is that possible? Shouldn’t you be dead?”
    “I’m immortal. A true immortal, which means I’ll never die. There’s nothing in this world that will end my life. Not fire, not literally losing my head. Nothing. I could have lasted another two thousand years or more buried there before I decided to awake.”
    Again, Waverly remained calm as if it were an everyday occurrence for her to meet a vampire/werewolf immortal hybrid. She found it a little unsettling that she wasn’t freaking out.
    She finished with the potatoes and put the pot onto the stove to boil, then turned back to Brolach. “Why did you wake up then?”
    He met her gaze. There was no mistaking the longing that lingered in his eyes. “You caused my slumber to end.”
    “Me?”
    “Yes. Even though I slept, I could sense and hear the world above me. Your presence brought me awake.” He stood and came to stand in front of her. “I’ve waited three thousand years to find you.”
    Waverly swallowed, then asked with a squeak, “Three thousand years?” She cleared her throat. “What do you mean you’ve been waiting for me?”
    Brolach reached up and ran the backs of his fingers across her cheek in a caress. “My mate. You call to both my vampire and werewolf sides. Only the woman meant to be mine would do that.”
    She had a sudden case of butterflies in her stomach and found she needed to sit down before her legs gave out on her. Waverly walked around Brolach and