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As she stepped into the chilly air and felt his warmth next to her, she had to restrain a shiver of sudden need.
She wanted to keep her mind on this investigation; she wanted to find the killer whose acts might destroy the Breeds and learn why he’d committed such destruction on the bodies of his enemies. What was driving him, and who was he? A Breed or someone intent on destroying the Breeds?
The need to understand drove her to try to answer the questions roiling through her mind. But another need was beginning to burn through her as well.
The need for her mate.
? CHAPTER 16 ?
There was nothing as confusing as a damned Breed, especially Cabal. He’d gone from refusing to hold her at all to refusing to release her.
He held her hand out of the sheriff’s home. When they were back in the Raider, his large hand cupped her knee as he drove. He acted as though he couldn’t stand to take his hands off her.
Was he trying to distract her? Throw her off balance? What the hell was up with him?
She gave him another suspicious look as they drove through town. The Raider itself drew an incredible amount of attention as it eased through the light traffic of Glen Ferris. Not that the town was large enough to actually slip through without being noticed. The Breed insignia on the door of the vehicle didn’t help matters much.
Breeds drew attention wherever they went though. The world still wasn’t used to, or certain of, this strange new species that man had created.
“The Breed Freedom Society that hid the Breeds in the area. Do you know the identities of all its members?” she asked as she tried to think past the feel of his fingertips rubbing against the inside of her knee.
“No one knows the identities of the Freedom Society,” he answered her, and he didn’t seem concerned by it.
She stared back at him in disbelief. “Right,” she answered mockingly. “No one knows their identities. You haven’t checked into it. And I’ll just bet Jonas doesn’t have a clue either.”
His lips quirked at her snappy words. “What Jonas knows pretty much stays with Jonas,” he stated. “Who knows what he knows?”
She almost snorted at that, but found herself staring at him in disbelief instead. He was joking with her? The stoic, sober, dangerous Cabal was cracking jokes? Since when?
“You’re making fun of me,” she accused him suspiciously.
The look he turned on her was one of confusion. “Making fun of you? Why would I do that?”
“Because you can,” she sighed, attempting to move her leg from his touch and failing. Not for the first time.
“I’ve never attempted to identify all the members of the Freedom Society for a reason,” he explained. “They’ve struggled to remain anonymous, even to the Bureau. I’ve tried to respect that.”
“And if they’re hiding a killer now?” She turned to him as she asked the question. “What if they’re aware of the rogue, aware of the murders?”
He stared through the windshield as she watched him with a hint of anger.
“Danna is a member of the Freedom Society, we know that.” She held up a single finger. “Walt. I’d bet he was part of it, and high ranking at that.”
“Why Walt?” His hand slipped higher on her leg, his fingers rubbing, caressing, interfering with her thought process.
She could barely manage to control her breathing. If his fingers went much higher, she was going to lose her breath entirely.
“Why Walt?” She looked down at his hand, watching as his darkly tanned fingers continued to smooth, to rub over the denim that covered her legs.
There were chills chasing up her legs, frissons of sensation beginning to sing through her nerve endings, to strike higher, to wrap around the sensitive bud of her clit.
She was growing wetter, more sensitive. She could feel the tender flesh of her pussy heating, preparing for him.
All she wanted to do was to slide across the console, straddle his lap . . .
And what the hell was stopping her? This was her mate, right? He was her man. He could touch. He could kiss. He could do whatever the hell he wanted to do.
Her jaw tightened at the thought. Well, maybe she should try doing what she wanted to do for a change. They were close enough to the hotel. Hell, for that matter there were any number of places that he could pull off the road, darken the windows and just have his way with her. If he were of a mind to do that.
