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“We need more information,” Quinn says.
“Sure,” she says.
“Allie, stay here.” Luca straightens, putting his arm around my waist. “Tell them what they need to know.”
“We need to talk to Sally,” Atlas says, twining his fingers with mine.
“No,” Micah grunts.
“Agreed,” Heath says, tapping his cane.
“Does anyone care what I want?” I ask, pulling away and putting my hands on my hips.
“Of course, Little Bunny,” Atlas rasps.
“Don’t you want to spend some time with us?” Luca asks, tucking my hair behind my ear. My body wants more than conversation. Once a shifter meets their mate, their body goes into heat. Being with them sexually is the only thing that can ease it. I want them desperately, but they are important. Restraining myself and them is for the best. Learning about them and their lives will only enhance our connection.
“Let’s go,” I decide, and walk around the desk. Grabbing my purse, I shove my phone inside and return to my mates.
“Sally,” Quinn grumbles.
“I’m okay,” I say, and look at all of them in turn. “Really. There is no denying they are mine. I appreciate the concern, but I need to get to know them. It’s almost time to clock out anyway.” I turn to Allie. “We will talk soon.”
“I can’t wait. I’ve always loved rabbits,” she says.
“Ready?” Luca’s palm glides to the middle of my back. I close my eyes briefly to hide the need in them, but I know they can tell what they do to me.
I straighten my spine and remember who the fuck I am.
“The question is,” I smirk. “Are you?”
Chapter Three
Atlas
“Ilove you, brother. But when you touched her, I wanted to kill you for a moment.” I keep my eyes forward, watching the bumper of Sally’s car as we follow her. She insisted on driving her car home. We decided not to push her yet.
“I understand. I felt the same,” Luca says.
“It should get easier.” I glance at him, and he meets my eyes.
“Should,” he agrees, and I look back at the road.
Luca is my best friend, blood brother, and business partner. We have done everything together, including fucking the same woman numerous times. None of them have meant anything but a night of fun and some release. Sally is different. Having the same mate is unusual for our kind. Vampires are possessive,compulsive, deadly, and rarely share anything. Obviously, it’s not impossible. I’ve met two vampires in my life who share a mate, and I’ve lived a long fucking time. It will take adjustment and patience to share, neither of which we are good at. Regardless of what I told the bear, sharing our toys as children and our life as vampires is completely different than sharing a mate.
Getting what I want is easy. I spent many years not caring about anyone but Luca and Allie. As the years pass, I find humans weak and silly. We hardly pay them any attention anymore. Socializing with those of our kind is preferable, but we tend to keep to ourselves. Making meaningful friendships with vampires and shifters is far and few. Shade is our closest friend, and we work for him. Moving past the urge to kill Luca, I felt the need strike again as the office filled with a bear, vampire, coyote hybrid, and snakes. All of them in the same room, not by force, was a shock. Their friendship is odd, yet fascinating. Knowing Sally considered them family was the only reason we didn’t act on our desire to hurt them.
I am not immortal and can be killed. Micah and Heath would be worthy opponents in a fight. I have confidence in my skills, and with Sally at stake, I would fight dirty. Her family is important to her, and the panic in her scent made me hold back. She smells like cherries and desire. We knew our mate was in the building as we approached. Having a rabbit as a mate was surprising, but I don’t give a fuck what she is. She’s stunning, and her scent, body, and personality call to my demon.
“It will be interesting to see what a rabbit vampire hybrid is like,” Luca mumbles.
“Interesting.” I follow Sally into a parking lot. “She already has fire. She’ll be unstoppable.”
“I want to turn her,” he grits out as I park.
“We have to be patient,” I remind him. Our demons want to mark her desperately, and we aren’t used to denying their demands.
“Fuck.” Luca is a man of few words.
