“Am I okay?” Wincing, a sound of exasperation escaped her. “I simply attacked you!”

“I don’t know that ‘assault’ is the suitable phrase.” He sat up, forearms resting on his knees, and gave an off-the-cuff shrug alongside an equally informal grin. “I believed it was fairly pleasurable.”

“Pleasurable?” Cortana’s voice rose to the next pitch. “I may’ve torn your throat out or drained you dry.”

“Imagine it or not, Pet, I believe I can stand to lose a couple of drops of blood earlier than I wither like a wilting flower.”

Rising to his toes, he closed the space between them, his huge physique standing a foot taller. Riaz’s russet brown eyes gazed down at her, however Cortana’s consideration was fixated on the throbbing pulse in his neck, the 2 puncture wounds which nonetheless wept blood following her hasty exit.

“I have to seal them.”

“What now?”

A fast look at his options revealed a real query, and she or he took pity on the poor wolf. “The place I … bit you. I have to seal the puncture wounds.”

An all-male slant of his lips, masculinity personified. “As you would like, my pleasant neighborhood vampire.”

She threw him a slicing look earlier than rising up on her tip toes, the pads of her fingers frivolously selecting his broad shoulders to regular herself. Not risking a look at his good-looking options, she brushed her tongue over the dual puncture wounds.

The salty style of his pores and skin mingled with the candy nectar of his blood, and it was all the pieces Cortana may do to chorus from sinking her fangs again into him. Closing her eyes, she mentally recounted why she’d abstained from the chase all these years, remembering what it’d felt like when she took the lifeblood of the person she’d cherished so many centuries in the past.

“Cort?”

The word of tension in Riaz’s voice had her eyes snapping open within the subsequent prompt, specializing in his face. Riaz was staring on the yellow-orange haze that flared over the mountains.

The wildfire, burning rapidly and with out inhibition, had drawn nearer. From the place they’d landed after their impromptu romp, Riaz and Cortana had a panoramic view of the encompassing space and the incoming devastation.

“Let’s return to the den, Pet.”

By the point they’d returned to the air-conditioned chill, Cortana’s resolve was set. One, that she’d name a buddy to see about stopping the wildfires from threatening the den; and two, that she’d by no means style Riaz’s blood once more.

Irrespective of how delectable she discovered it, it wasn’t price risking his life.

Chapter Twenty-Two

Anxiousness, thick and cloying, was Riaz’s fixed companion. Hidden behind well-practiced smiles and a relaxed outlook, an off-the-cuff observer would by no means guess that his wolf was pacing in his chest, claws tearing at his insides in an awesome urge to flee. On this, his wolf was fearful, however Riaz was not.

“Does your wolf wish to evacuate?”

Ava, astute lady that she was, had seen previous his façade and pulled the rug out from beneath him. Riaz glanced up at her from the place he sat cozily in his workplace chair amid the towers of papers and books.

“Not but. However quickly, maybe.”

“We’ll make plans.” Gadriel gave him a nod from the door. A query remained behind his eyes—a sentiment mirrored in Ava’s.

“We’ll strike on the plant previous to leaving,” he confirmed, relishing the look of approval from each of his betas, “however we have to know the structure of the primary facility. Have you ever acquired the plans, Gad?”

A disgruntled snort. “No. They don’t exist wherever however on paper, and people papers are locked securely of their workplaces … in the primary facility.”

“We all know sufficient, nevertheless, to fairly guess the structure.” Ava propped herself in opposition to one of many chairs, stuffing her fingers in her pockets. “If we are able to get in to verify the furnace’s make and mannequin, Cortana mentioned she will be able to design the costs to make it appear to be a gasoline explosion.”

Riaz nodded and received to his toes. “Inform me what I’m on the lookout for.”

Ava balked, the fierce look overtaking the shock seconds later. “You’re not vaccinated, Riaz. We are able to ship one other to scout.”

“The vaccine isn’t a hundred percent efficient, Ava. Apart from, my wolf is eager to spill blood. I’d fairly not tie his paws.”

Ava cursed. “They already know we’re gunning for them. They’ll have ramped up safety.”

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