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 She�doesn t�know�you.�She�wouldn t�open�the�door�for�you. �He�
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pounded�on�the�door�again.� Ashling? �
Case�used�his�key�and�unlocked�the�door,�and�called�out�to�Ashling�
as�they�entered�the�apartment.� Ashling,�are�you�home?�It s�me,�Case.�
Maybe�she�went�with�him. �
Jimmy�stood�in�the�hall�while�Case�searched�the�apartment�for�
Ashling.�When�he�reappeared,�he�motioned�for�Jimmy�to�come�into�the�
living�room.�A�note�sat�on�the�coffee�table.�
Case�read�it�then�handed�it�to�Jimmy.� I d�know�his�handwriting�
anywhere�and�so�would�Blake.�It�says�to�meet�him�at�the�park�by�the�river.�
That�was�over�an�hour�ago. �
Jimmy�tosses�the�note�back�down.� It�won t�take�us�long�to�get�
there.�If�I m�right�he ll�need�our�help. �
 Who ll�need�your�help? �Blake s�voice�made�the�other�two�men�
jump�in�surprise.�They�turned�and�were�relieved�to�see�him�in�one�piece�
and�unharmed.�
 Damn,�Blake. �Case�tried�to�sound�angry.� You�scared�the�shit�out�
of�me.�Jimmy�came�to�my�place�and�said�the�rumors�about�Christophe�
were�lies. �
Blake�shrugged�his�shoulders.� They�must�have�been.�I�went�to�the�
park�as�the�note�asked�to�meet�him,�and�he�never�showed�up. �He�looked�
at�Jimmy.� How�do�you�know�they re�lies? �
Jimmy�sat�down,�a�look�of�relief�on�his�face.� Lynette.�She�likes�to�
brag�when�she s�done�something�big.�She�didn t�come�right�out�and�say�it�
in�so�many�words,�but�I�understood�what�she�meant.�I�guess�I�was�wrong�
about�the�trap. �
Blake�gave�him�a�puzzled�look.� What�trap? �
 She�said�she�was�going�to�use�the�rumors�about�Christophe�to�lure�
you�into�a�trap.�Obviously,�it�didn t�work. �
Case�looked�at�Blake.� Where s�Ashling? �
 She s�here. �
 No,�she s�not.�I�used�my�key�to�get�in. �
Blake�took�off�for�the�bedroom.�When�he�came�back,�he�looked�
frantic.� She�was�here�when�I�left. �He�walked�over�to�the�table�by�the�
door�and�came�back�carrying�a�small�tan�bag.� This�is�her�purse,�and�this�
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note�was�next�to�it.�Lynette�has�Ashling.�Go�get�Leland�and�Russ,�then�
meet�me�at�the�cemetery�by�Josh s�grave. �
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Chapter�Fourteen�
The�sun�had�just�started�to�go�down�when�Blake�arrived�at�Josh s�
grave,�but�there�was�no�sign�of�either�woman.�He�put�his�nose�in�the�air�
and�could�smell�Ashling s�perfume.�He�could�sense�something�else�as�
well.�
Blake�followed�the�scent�and�found�Ashling�lying�behind�a�bush�a�
few�feet�away�from�Josh s�grave.�She�was�unconscious�and�had�been�
bitten�on�the�left�shoulder.�The�torn�flesh�and�teeth�marks�were�
unmistakable.�The�other�thing�he�sensed�was�the�beast�within�her�coming�
to�life.�It�struggled�to�take�over�as�it�grew�in�strength.�
He�crouched�down�beside�her�and�held�her�in�his�lap.�He�felt�
helpless,�not�knowing�what�he�could�do�to�help�her.�
 Don t�worry,�Blake.�She s�not�dead,�just�injured. �Lynette s�voice�
sounded�amused.�
Blake�gently�placed�Ashling�back�down�on�the�ground�and�stood�to�
face�the�alpha�bitch.�
She�chuckled.� It s�funny�how�life�works,�isn t�it? �
Blake�kept�his�voice�flat�and�unemotional,�his�body�and�mind�ready�
for�anything.� How s�that,�Lynette? �
She�put�out�a�hand�to�indicate�Ashling.� First,�I�turn�her�brother�out�
of�love,�and�then�I�turn�her�out�of�hate.�She�hates�werewolves,�but�falls�in�
love�with�one�and�now�she�is�one.�She�has�become�the�very�thing�she�
despises. �
 I�don t�see�the�humor. �
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 Well,�then�maybe�you ll�find�this�funny.�Her�little�pussy�curse�is�
broken,�now�that�she s�a�werewolf.�She ll�be�just�like�you,�except�for�one�
tiny�detail. �Lynette�started�to�circle�around�him,�testing�his�defenses.�He�
knew�she�looked�for�a�weak�spot.� She�will,�of�course,�be�under�my�
control. �
�Blake�watched�her�move,�ready�for�whatever�she�might�do,�and�
thought�of�the�dagger�hidden�under�the�back�of�his�shirt.� Why�do�you�
hate�her�so�much,�Lynette? �
A�wicked�grin�spread�across�her�face.� Because�of�Josh.�He�was�so�
protective�of�her.�He�adored�her. �
 She�was�his�sister.�There s�nothing�wrong�with�an�older�brother�
loving�and�protecting�his�little�sister. �
 It�didn t�matter.�I�wanted�him�to�prove�he�loved�me!�He�wouldn t�
turn�her,�and�when�he�found�out�I�sent�someone�else�to�do�it,�he�became�
enraged�and�turned�on�me!�He�killed�Brett,�the�one�I�sent�after�Ashling,�
and�then�he�came�after�me.�She�has�cost�me�a�number�of�victims�with�her�
damn�ritual.�Now,�she s�mine. �
Lynette�and�Blake�lunged�at�each�other,�wrestling�to�the�ground.�
She�got�him�on�his�back,�but�he�managed�to�throw�her�off�and�get�to�his�
feet.�Lynette�hit�Josh s�headstone,�crumbling�it�to�pieces�before�she�landed�
on�the�ground.�She�stood�up,�dusted�off�her�pants,�and�then�lunged�at�
Blake�again.�
They�fought�for�several�minutes.�Blake�gave�as�good�as�he�got,�but�
he�was�starting�to�wear�down.�As�much�strength�as�he�had,�Lynette�was�
an�alpha.�Her�strength�was�superior.�
He�pulled�the�dagger�out�and�continued�to�fight,�mindful�for�any�
opportunity�to�jab�the�blade�into�her�heart.�
Ashling s�transformation�was�almost�complete.�Blake�could�see�her�
body�quiver.�He�knew�he�had�to�act�fast,�but�when�Ashling�made�a�small�
howl�of�agony,�the�sound�and�his�concern�for�her�distracted�Blake s�
attention�away�from�Lynette.�
Lynette�lunged�at�Blake�from�behind�and�shoved�his�body�with�
enough�force�against�a�tree�that�he�lost�his�grip�on�the�dagger.�The�
collision�knocked�the�wind�out�of�him�for�a�moment.�The�dagger�landed�
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on�the�ground�well�out�of�his�reach.�Lynette�wasted�no�time�and�
continued�to�batter�him�with�blows.�
He�managed�to�get�himself�turned�around,�picked�her�up,�and�
threw�her�as�far�away�from�him�as�his�strength�would�allow.�She�landed�
on�the�ground�with�a�loud�thud�and�slid�across�the�grass�a�foot�or�two.�
Blake�turned�and�started�to�head�for�Ashling,�searching�for�the�
dagger.�By�the�time�he�heard�Lynette�come�up�behind�him,�it�was�too�late.�
She�had�picked�up�a�piece�of�Josh s�broken�marker�and�used�it�to�hit�Blake�
on�the�back�of�his�head.�He�fell�to�the�ground�unconscious.�
Out�of�breath�from�the�fight,�Lynette�walked�over�and�stood�near�
Blake s�head.�Her�anger�and�hatred�reached�a�new�high.�She�saw�before�
her�another�opportunity�to�make�Ashling�suffer,�by�killing�her�mate,�the�
man�she�loved,�and�doing�it�with�a�piece�of�her�own�brother s�gravestone.�
She�felt�triumphant�as�she�started�to�lift�the�piece�of�rock�over�her�head�
with�the�intent�to�crush�his�skull.�
 Lynette. �
The�soft�voice�caught�her�off�guard,�and�she�turned�in�the�direction�
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