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Chase pulled back. Della opened her eyes and looked at him. Her heart raced, and she felt lost in his taste, in the soft feel of his hand behind her neck. The smile in his eyes sobered her. She looked around.

“Where did he go?” she managed to ask.

“Apartment sixteen.” He dipped back in for another kiss. And she let him. Then, realizing what she was doing, she put her hand on his chest and lifted her mouth from his. She didn’t actually push him away, but she thought about it.

“You sure?” she asked.

“Yes.” He brushed his lips against hers again.

“Then we should stop.” She pulled back, just an inch. With his hand still curled around her neck, he moved in and reclaimed that tiny space.

“We don’t have to.” He smiled. His green eyes came so close, she could see his irises—still taste his tongue, still feel his breath on her chin.

“Yes, we do,” she said, a lot more adamantly.

“Why?” He pressed his lips to the corner of her mouth.

“Because Burnett’s standing at your window.”

* * *

Chase, certain that being caught making out would bite harder than the damn dog that got him last week, stepped out of the car. He felt even worse when he saw it wasn’t just Burnett, but the female agent, Trisha, he’d met yesterday and Shawn, the warlock agent, who had a thing for Miranda, Della’s roommate.

“Have you seen Stone yet?” Burnett asked. “Or have you been occupied?”

“No Stone, but a half were, half human just walked into apartment sixteen. Which was why we were … hiding our patterns.” And it sounded a lot more convincing when he’d suggested it to Della than it did now.

“Oh, that’s what you were doing?” the female agent said and grinned.

Burnett frowned. “Did he get your trace?”

“He never appeared to,” Chase answered.

“Which one is Stone’s apartment?”

“Apartment two,” Chase said. “Right beside the office.”

“Okay,” Burnett said. “You two—”

Burnett never finished. The door to the apartment swung open and four guys walked out.

Their gaze found them and all four shot in different directions.

“See if Stone is in his place or the office,” Burnett ordered and took off.

“I got apartment two,” Trisha said, running.

Chase took off after a different were, and saw Della and Shawn doing the same.

Moving fast, his feet pounding against the pavement, Chase felt his side pinch, reminding him he wasn’t completely healed. He ignored it and kept going.

The guy was fast, but not fast enough. Chase got within a few feet of the guy, his dark hair flipping in the wind. The were’s body odor and scent filled Chase’s airspace. His nostrils flared, as the scent hit as familiar.

Right before he latched on to the guy’s shoulder, he remembered exactly where he’d come across this were before.

This was one of the creeps he’d pulled off Della.

He brought the guy down. Chase landed on top of him. The half were tried to scramble away, but Chase put his hand on the back of his head and pushed his face down just hard enough for the guy to know his strength.

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