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“Stripping for me, sunshine?” Logan’s dark gaze slid from her eyes down her body.

“In your dreams.” Brooklyn shook her head as she dropped her coat over her chair, then walked toward the exit.

Where Logan stood, blocking it.

Damn him.

Don’t show him you are scared.

CHAPTER FIVE

Logan crossed his arms as the little human walked toward him with her chin in the air.

Bold little mouse.

“Going somewhere?” he asked, his eyes glancing around to see the clinic was empty.

“Home. Please move,” Brooklyn replied.

“Now, why would I do that?” he asked, making his body as big as it was capable of being. Which was pretty fucking big given he was six foot five and 235 pounds of pure muscle.

And the roast pork meal he had for dinner.

“Because it’s the decent thing to do and I don’t think it’s in my employment contract to be assaulted,” Brooklyn replied righteously.

Logan smirked as her heart rate increased. The thump, thump, thump as clear as day in his ears.

Scared little mouse?

He took a step forward, surprising her.

“Logan,” she gasped, and damn, he liked the sound of his name on her lips. And the way her blue eyes widened and how her long dark lashes framed the whites of her eyes.

There was nothing worse than having a human in the castle. A pretty human—one sent to test him. Well, fuck you, universe.

He wasn’t that easy.

The things he’d seen her race do. It wasn’t just the gangs or mafias or criminals. Or the fucked-up scientists at BioZen. Logan had witnessed everyday people—women just like Brooklyn—run sex trafficking rings. Kidnap innocent children. Starve them.

People crossed the road for the wrong reasons. He’d trust a fully inked guy of any skin color wearing leathers any day over a well-dressed man or woman.

Wolves in sheep’s clothing.

That’s what they were.

He’d lived for over one hundred years and nothing had fucking changed.

One hundred and fifty, to be exact.

Seeing the atrocities of humanity during the world wars—I mean for the love of fucking god, they were starving and putting their own kind in gas chambers! What other living being does that?

Answer—none.

They were worse than animals as far as Logan was concerned. And that was being unkind to animals.

If he was in charge, he’d start wiping them out and let vampires populate the earth. He was pretty sure every insect, mammal, and animal on earth would sit up and clap if he did.

Humans were the greatest pest and contributed in no beneficial way that he could see. Nor was interested in hearing about.

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