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When the mist dissipated, he looked around to find Dani had fainted and crumpled to the floor. He probably should have anticipated that. Warrick stood and noted the only thing his cock had registered was a beautiful woman lying at his feet. He might have thought to make more of an argument out of what needed to happen next if it hadn’t been for the sound of a vehicle pulling up outside the warehouse—the same vehicle that had come every three days like clockwork.

His captors were back. Warrick had only a small chance to get himself and Dani out of this alive, as he had no doubt they would kill her should they find a cop lying passed out on the floor.

“Time to go,” he said scooping her up in his arms and heading for one of the egress windows that would lead out into Seattle’s famed, but mostly unknown and unmapped, underground.

CHAPTER 4

DANICA

“Come on, Dani, up we go,” Warrick said in his deep, warm, melodic voice.

She only knew it was Warrick because of the voice. The dragon had disappeared in a swirling, chaotic mist that had spat fire at the ceiling of the room. When it dissipated, the aftermath had revealed a man—a very naked man with a massive hard-on.

Dani tried to avert her eyes, but he was, without a doubt, the most gorgeous man she’d ever seen. He was powerfully built and towered over her even though she was tall for a woman. He had massive arms that had lifted her up as if her weight was nothing, and she wasn’t a small girl. He had angular features with high cheekbones and a patrician nose under blond hair that was close cropped on the sides and back and spikey on top. His neck tapered down to broad shoulders and a sculpted chest with a set of washboard abs that led down to thick, muscular thighs. He looked like some romance novel’s cover of the perfect hero.

“Huh?” she answered, coming to the realization that she was being propped up against a damp wall and lifted out of a small egress window.

“I need you to see if you can push yourself up.”

Strong hands that had been holding her by the waist released her and she started to slide down the wall, unable to stop her knees from buckling.

“I… I can’t,” she said, wanting to burst into tears.

“None of that,” he commanded softly. “You’re a cop, not a helpless virgin. I need you to lean against the wall. I’ll climb through and pull you up. It seems we aren’t as alone as we might be.”

“No…”

“What do you mean, no? You fainted; I took over as leader of the rescue. We’re going out through the Seattle Underground.”

“Not as easy as you think. There are parts of it, especially down here on the waterfront, that are completely blocked. Besides which, my Jeep is right at the top of the stairs. If we can get to it, we can drive out of here. If we leave it behind, they’ll know where I live.”

Warrick seemed to consider her words and nodded. “They usually take a bit of time making their way back here. If we get to your Jeep, is there another way out other than the street level of the warehouse?”

“Yes, at the back of the building there’s a door. Get me into the Jeep, and I’ll show you where it is. You can go open it; I’ll drive out, and even if they hear us, they won’t be able to get there before you can close it and get in.”

Warrick smiled at her. “Good girl.”

Before she could protest, he scooped her back up and made short work of the distance between where they’d been standing and the top of the stairs. Setting her down, he cautiously opened the door, as Dani found her footing, and put her arm in front of him to block his way.

Drawing her revolver from the holster in the small of her back, she tried to precede him through the door. He gripped her firmly and started to move her behind him. Dani stomped on his foot—hard enough to make him step back—and pushed past him.

“I’m the cop and the one with the gun,” she hissed as she eased open the door enough to be able to see that there was no one on the lower level.

“And I’m the dragon,” he muttered.

“Yeah. We’re going to have to talk about that, but for now, can you just let me get us out of here? I might add that will be a whole lot easier with you in this form.”

“I can and will explain everything, but we have to leave. The people upstairs are dangerous.”

“I know, they’re human traffickers. I took them down earlier this evening.”

He shook his head. “And that may require some thinking to ensure your safety. They are far deadlier than you can even imagine.”

There was no doubt that transporting a man—even a gorgeous, gloriously naked man—would be easier than transporting a dragon, but the whole thing was a bit mind boggling. She was torn between the idea of confronting and arresting whoever it was that was left and had come back for Warrick, but reminded herself at this time, she had a civilian to get out of harm’s way. She wondered if a dragon could even be a civilian, and who could actually harm him? For that matter, how had they kept him captive? She’d seen the manacles and chains as well as what looked to be multiple healing wounds where hunks of his hide had been removed.

“I don’t know. I have a pretty good imagination.”

“Did you ever imagine a man who could shift into a dragon and back again?”