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The asshole.
“You’re late.” Sitting up as she slid her legs over the side of the bed, Cat watched him carefully. “I expected you the last night.”
White teeth flashed in the darkness of the room as he shot her a mocking smile.
“I was here.” The shrug of his shoulders wasn’t missed, nor was the latent confidence in it. He had to be related to Jonas Wyatt. The two were far too much alike.
“No doubt you were,” she snorted. “You’ve turned into a stalker, G. I hadn’t expected that of you.”
The racing of her heart gave lie to the casual attitude she’d adopted, she knew, just as the scent of her wariness would be easily detected by him.
His amusement was frightening.
Icy, watchful, predatory.
She didn’t like it.
“What did you expect of me then, little cat?” he drawled, shifting to lay his ankle on the opposite knee as he watched her with odd, amber-flecked green eyes.
Like Jonas Wyatt’s silver eyes, there were no black pupils to separate the color. And when rage filled every molecule of the Breed, that color would bleed into the whites of his eyes as well.
“I didn’t expect to wake up.” The admission wasn’t easy to make, but she had no illusions about her ability to fight the animal in front of her.
There would be no fight to it, it was that simple.
He only narrowed his gaze on her.
“You thought I would kill you in your sleep?” he asked with an arch of his brow. “I’d at least give you a chance to fight.”
The superior mockery in his voice assured her that he was well aware there would be no risk involved in allowing her a chance to fight. Only a moment to laugh at her.
“Well, doesn’t that make me lucky,” she snorted. “That’s really big of you, G, that you’d give me a chance to realize how helpless I really am. I appreciate the thought.”
She hadn’t expected that much, she realized. He could have easily sliced her throat in her sleep and that stupid heffer of a tigress inside her would have bowed down and let him without ever giving Cat a warning. Stupid Breed genetics.
“I assumed you would.” The mocking drawl just grated on her nerves and had those Breed genetics she so often cursed rising to the fore. “See what a nice guy I really am?”
Yeah, he was just a helluva guy, wasn’t he?
It would have been nice if the genetics she possessed could have risen when he first slipped into her room. At least given her a chance to run, maybe?
“Yeah, just a teddy bear,” she murmured belligerently.
A teddy bear.
A flash of memory, a ragged teddy bear, one eye missing, just big enough for a small child to wrap her arms around.
What had he done with it when he stole it? she wondered. It had been the only possession she’d had in the research center. And one that would have been taken from her if anyone but her cellmates had realized she had it.
“I was surprised to find you here,” he stated, dragging her thoughts back to him. “In this desert. I expected you and Judd to head for the jungles. For the hidden places where you could disappear easier.”
That had been an idea, until Orrin Martinez had found them and convinced them otherwise.
“Could I have hid from you, G?” she asked, rather than explaining their choice. No doubt he already knew. “Do you think there’s a single place in the world where you wouldn’t have found me?”
There wouldn’t have. She’d been so desperate to see him over the years that she’d stupidly tried to find him or contact him more than once. As she’d grown older that need had become a hollow, painful ache she’d never been able to fully understand.
Sharp incisors flashed in a cold smile. “I rather doubt it. Hiding from me wasn’t an option, Cat. You know that.”
