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She had missed breakfast, Katie thought furiously, because she’d been up half the night aching for a man who didn’t even care that she had no place else to run to.
“Well, be careful,” Khileen advised as Katie strode angrily toward the hall leading to Devil and Reever’s offices. “He has a mean bite, I hear.”
“Well so do I.” Especially since she’d begun allowing her fangs to grow and shape correctly after the news of her genetics had been revealed.
She was only barely aware of Khileen stepping back as she neared Devil’s office. She’d finished focusing on her friend. Nothing mattered now but the man who was becoming a threat to her existence and the need burning inside her that was threatening her control.
This couldn’t continue. She could easily stay the hell away from him if her arousal offended him. It would hurt, but her family’s safety was more important. If she were taken and forced into the testing facilities, then her parents would do anything to have her released. No matter what it did to their lives or their safety.
And that she simply couldn’t allow.
Her own safety aside, she refused to see her family threatened because some damned Breed male was offended by her lust for him.
A lust he caused.
She wouldn’t have it.
* * *
How did it go?” Cassandra Sinclair opened the door to her guest suite to allow Khileen Langer into the room.
She was one of the few women Cassie had met that she actually identified with. Perhaps it was the black hair, blue eyes and similar features.
They could have passed for family members.
Khileen was also generous natured and loving, though, attributes Cassie found she herself didn’t possess in quite the same quantity.
“Just as you said it would.” Smiling, Khileen propped her delicate hands on her hips as she braced her legs apart.
Dressed in jodhpurs, a cool white sleeveless top and riding boots, the other girl looked ready to enjoy a day riding across the desert. In no way did she look the part she played so often, that of Cassie’s confidante, and one of a few rare friends. But, Cassie had found, Khileen tended to give in to the same lovingly placed manipulations and gentle nudges that Cassie herself often found hard to resist.
“Excellent.” Cassie moved to her desk where she shifted through several papers until she found the small wireless mic and receiver she’d hidden there earlier.
Flipping the antenna down to connect with her father, she waited until he answered the call.
“Cassie?” There was concern in his voice. It was rare that he didn’t worry whenever Cassie convinced him to accompany her on one of her little “adventures.”
“When is your meeting with Mr. Reever?” she asked him.
“I’m waiting outside on the patio attached to his office,” he answered her, the growl in his tone attesting to his irritation.
“Keep him out of the office. Ms. O’Sullivan is at the Devil’s doorstep at the moment.”
“You have to be related to Jonas Wyatt,” he all but snarled.
“Well, he did help a bit in raising me,” she reminded him with a fond smile. “And you know, I’m prone to adapt to certain instruction quite well.”
There were many instances when she’d been forced to stay at the Lion Breed compound in Virginia while her parents fought to ensure her and her brother’s safety over the years.
“Don’t remind me,” he retorted, though she could both hear and feel the love he held for her. “Lobo isn’t so happy at the moment, either, that we’re questioning his protection of this girl.”
“As long as we get the desired results, then he’ll be okay with it later,” she promised.
If they didn’t accomplish what she had come here to do, then there would be problems. It was those problems that had convinced her father to do as she asked.
“Let’s hope,” he grunted. “I have to go, he’s stepping into the office.”
They disconnected.
