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Béla whimpered.
 Not to worry, little one, Vlad said as he stroked his hand over Béla s close cut hair,  Thyr is a
panther shifter. He is genetically predisposed to disappear from one second to the next.
Béla still didn t like it. He was human. He had none of the extra abilities that paranormals had.
He wasn t strong or powerful. He didn t have lethal claws or razor sharp teeth. He was simply a
human with a human s fears.
That was his ability.
Fear.
He was swimming in it.
Béla sighed as he rubbed the side of his face against Vlad s thigh. He was so tired, but he was
afraid if he closed his eyes, he would wake to find it had all been a dream and he was back with Upír.
 Close your eyes, Béla. I ll be here when you wake.
Béla couldn t fight it anymore. His eyelids felt like they had weights attached to them, pulling
them down. His eyes slid closed, a soft sigh echoing through his body as he relaxed and allowed
himself just a brief moment to not be afraid.
Just one moment&
* * * *
Igorian threw his arm over the back of his chair, his leg crossed over the other, bouncing
leisurely as he sat there and drank his crimson latte.  You know, Cass. If you stopped using those
cheesy pickup lines, you just might get an actual date.
 There s nothing wrong with my pickup lines, Cass defended as he glanced around Starbloods,
his eyes landing on some man standing at the counter.
Igorian rolled his eyes. The vampire was hopeless. Cass couldn t concentrate on a decent
conversation when hot guys were around. His brain was perpetually south of his belt buckle.  I m just
saying& 
 A man wants to be appreciated, Cass said, his eyes watching the man across the room like a
hawk.  He needs to know someone finds him sexy, that someone wants to touch him, caress him. He
wants to be the center of someone s universe.
Igorian s jaw dropped at the sincerity he could hear in his friend s voice.  If you said that, I have
no doubt that you would have men running for your bed.
Cass turned and wiggled his eyebrows.  Who said I need a bed?
Igorian felt like banging his head against the table when Cass slid from his chair and approached
the man he had been lusting after. When would Cass ever learn? God knew Igorian adored his friend,
but Cass was a walking clusterfuck when it came to picking men up, which was too bad because he
really as a nice guy when he didn t open his mouth.
 Boy, Cass drawled as he leaned on the counter and a looked his target up a down, licking his
lips suggestively.  Your feet must be tired because you ve been running through my mind all day!
Igorian groaned as he quickly looked for an exit. Cass was about to have his head handed to him.
Even across the room, Igorian could tell that the cat shifter was not happy at being hit on. Cass
wouldn t get that until he was laid out on the floor.
Idiot.
Igorian grabbed his coffee and jumped back when Cass went sailing through the air, crashing
into the table. He cocked an eyebrow as he stared down at his winded friend.  You ready to go yet?
Cass panted heavily.  Ju just give me a minute.
 I m getting another latte.
 Wait!
Igorian turned back, for a brief moment in time, concerned that Cass might have hurt himself
more than usual.
And then Cass grinned.  Tell him that s a really great outfit he s wearing but it would look better
on my bedroom floor.
 Not a chance in hell. Igorian stepped over Cass and walked up to the counter to order another
crimson latte. He needed a double, maybe a triple.
Hell, he needed his head examined.
Chapter 5
Vlad waited until Béla faded off to sleep before heading to the bathroom to take a shower. He
needed to do something to keep himself from thinking about the human or reaching for the man as he
slept.
He could still see Béla s beautiful naked body bent over and waiting for him. The more that he
thought about it, the harder his cock became. The image played over and over again in his mind until
his body felt like one big, exposed nerve. His skin was tight, and Vlad was primed and ready. He just
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