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creatures. That was referring to the ones with tame demon species. For the good of humanity, hybrids were put to death. No exceptions. The problem was that they had started life as humans and had only taken a part of the demon inside of them later on. Never being able to learn to control the traits of that particular species.
    Before he called this in to DCA, he and Brice would have a little talk. For whatever reason, he felt he owed her that much. The truly strange thing was that he felt no danger. His instincts told him to trust her. And in as much as his visions were always accurate, his gut had never let him down before either. It was all a part of his gift. His curse. Depending on how you looked at it.
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    Just as the first streaks of light tainted the sky, Brice opened her eyes. She sucked in a deep lungful of air and sat upright. The peace, the calm, the quiet gone. The thing was back. Just a whisper, but there. That hated feeling that she was no longer fully under control was back as well. Instantly she craved the silence. Craved the man who had brought it.
    As she got off the bed and stood, she noticed her ankle was fully healed. The door to his bedroom was shut, so she opened it. It was an instantaneous feeling of calmness as the thing pulled back. She closed her eyes breathing a sigh of relief. A few more steps and she could see him stretched out on the sofa. Asleep. A sheet barely covered his hips.
    That gnawing hunger was back. Shit on a chocolate sundae, but she was seriously turned on. It couldn’t be. No way. It wasn’t just her, the thing was also turned on. For the first time since…she had become possessed for lack of a better word, the thing and her were in agreement. They both wanted the same thing. Him . Broad chest with a smattering of hair. Biceps a man could seriously be proud of and those tattoos. There was one of a dragon, it was big, black and spread across his chest. Before she could catch a look at the one on his arm, a third one caught her attention. It was on his stomach, unfortunately, mostly covered by white cotton. She could make out the first two words… Until you …Bee found herself leaning forward desperate for more. Desperate to know what was written there. Wanting to trace each and every word with her tongue. So close to his…oh God…lapping and laving all the way to…Where did that come from? Surely not from her. Had to be from…the thing. Before she could think on it, Garrett turned restlessly, he crinkled his nose. Did she reek so badly she was going to wake him up? Damn it . One foot behind the other, she backed up. Slowly.
    The bathroom was inter-leading off his bedroom. Just the thought of washing all of the filth off of her was exhilarating.  Bee traced her way back, leaving the door open. All the while, the thing stayed silent. It was only when she tried to close the bathroom door that it reared up. If the doors were open it was happy to rest, but if she tried to shut Garrett away it clawed its way to the surface. She tested the theory a couple of times opening and closing the door. Unbelievable. The thing was content when it felt he was near. Aggravated when it felt closed off from him. What was she supposed to do? Live out the rest of her life with him. Hardly. It was not about to happen. Best she enjoy the freedom and start preparing herself for when she left. This could be her little vacation. Maybe he would let her visit from time to time. Why did things have to be so complicated?
    It had been so long since she had felt normal, she’d almost forgotten how much she liked it. To have her life back. Friends. Family. Purpose. All she’d been doing was surviving. Concentrating every minute of every day on staying calm.
    It would be better if she was quick in the shower. The doors were wide open. As attracted to him as she was, he was still a stranger. Yet, the thought of him seeing her naked didn’t offend her nearly as much as it should have.
    Bee pulled the