The Maw of Mayhem
-- EXCERPT: He stumbled to the door, eyeing Nikki through the crack as he unlatched the chain. Her eyes swept up his body, arousal tinging the air. Woman was in permanent heat, though given her age, that wasn’t surprising. Around thirty shifter women got desperate to breed, but Jesus, he didn’t want that stank in his room. He blocked her entry. “I’m sorry, okay?” She glanced away as a door opened and shut farther down the hall. “Do we have to do this out here?” “Yeah.” She huffed her bangs from her eyes. Her brow furrowed, walking her fingers up his abs to the ink below his right pec and tracing the line of script. “When’d you get this one?” —growling-- “Don’t fucking touch me. If you’ve got something to say, say it.” Her hand fell. “Look, you’re right. I was out of line down there. Disrespected you. Made you lose face in front of the club. I was just… it’s different for the women here. Harder.” —bullshit-- “Might be easier if you minded your place and stop pissing the ol’ ladies off.” The rage that flashed over her face proved his cat right. This was damage control, her trying to manipulate his emotions and suck him back into her lies. He snorted, and she blinked at him, crocodile innocent again. “We had a deal, Nikki. But all the shit you’ve been pulling is making that null and void. I’m not the only one with a past. I gave you my word, but keep it up, and I’ll have nothing to lose handing your ass over to Hellspawn.” Her eyes narrowed at the mention of the MC down south she’d run riot through before landing here. “You wouldn’t.” “Keep pushing and find out.”
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