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against his fellow Walker, he was disgusted at Leto’s absence.  He must be gone to allow any male to get so close to Shy.  Why is he absent?
    Stifling heat swamped York as well as the heightened scent of his mate.  The sweet scent of her sweat mingled with the ocean air that wafted in through the window.  One closed blind bathed half the room in darkness.  It’s where he found his Shy, lying asleep on the bed in the dingy room.  Anger was swift.  She looked so small and defenseless lying on the bed.  The fact that Leto was gone while Megalya were on their way up was more than infuriating.  York had to curl his hands against the rage that infused him.  He had to jerk his eyes from Shy to avoid growling at how vulnerable she looked.
    Two things struck York as he eyed the small room.  One, Leto wasn’t simply gone; he’d never been here.  His scent was completely absent.  The Walker hadn’t been in the room at all; and two, the place was a dive by anyone’s standards.  Why would Leto subject his Angel to such frugality?
    York shoved the thoughts aside as he crossed the room in a few short strides, his heart swelling with each step until he stood over his sleeping Angel.  Silently, he admired her shorter hair and smiled at her outfit.  She looked different than he remembered, but it was an improvement.  This Shy seemed designed just for him.  Tight, faded jeans clung to rounded hips.  Her fuller chest was covered by a white tank-top, and York’s brows furrowed at the tattoo peeking out from the shirt that covered her left breast.   Tattoo?  It seemed odd for someone like Shy. She’d been so reserved, so… shy!
    Shy moaned and he jerked out of his admiration knowing the Megalya were near, which meant he and his Angel needed to move.  His anger returned at the fact that, if he hadn’t accepted this mission, the Megalya downstairs would have been the one breaking into Shy’s room and standing over her while she slept.  His gut twisted at the thought of his Angel even being in the same region as the Megalya.
    He turned, looking for Shy’s shoes and found them near the window.  Quickly retrieving them, he stood over Shy and was untying one when a soft gasp had his eyes slashing to his mate.  She was awake.  Good!

Chapter 5
    Sky’s eyes fluttered open with the odd sensation that she wasn’t alone.  Blinking, her eyes slowly adjusted to the dim light and her heart lurched in her chest at the sudden movement she spotted near the foot of the bed.  She swallowed, but didn’t even get the chance to move before the large figure turned to loom over her.  Big Red!  
    She must have made a noise because his eyes jerked to hers before his brows slowly creased.  .  She was on her knees in a flash, rolling to the far side of the bed and jerking the lamp from where it sat on the nightstand, wielding it like a weapon.  Her own brows furrowed in an angry scowl.  “What are you doing in my friggin’ room?” she demanded harshly.
    Big Red dropped his hands, and his nostrils flared.  “Shy?”
    She shook her head and hurled the lamp at him.  Her body twisted with the motion, and she was headed for the door when strong arms caught her, lifting her easily from the floor. 
    Punching and kicking wildly, Sky growled, “Put me down, fucker!”
    “Shy, it’s me.  It’s York!”
    York!  What in the hell is that supposed to mean? And how in the hell does he know Shy? Still she thrashed but to no avail.  Gripping the massive arm clamped around her, she threw her head back but Big Red was too good.  He jerked his head out of the way at the last second and growled as her head connected with his shoulder instead of his face.  “Stop fighting me!”
    Sky was tempted to scream , and he must have known because a large hand clamped over her mouth.
    “Don’t,” the word was a low growl that rumbled in the man’s chest. 
    Chest heaving, and limbs exhausted, Sky quieted to take deep breaths through her