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Adriel’s
black
eyes
lifted
to
the
moon
again.
He
inhaled
a
deep
and
solemn
breath.
The
sweet
scent
of
Caitlin
intoxicated
him.
Adriel
shifted
again
and
shoved
his
hands
inside
the
pockets
of
his
jeans
to
hide
the
bulge
from
his
erection.
Slowly
he
released
a
long
breath
and
accepted
his
defeat.
There
was
no
way
in
hell
he
could
have
Caitlin,
at
least
not
while
she
was
with
Dorian.

“I
take
it
he
found
one
for
the
night?”
The
sultry
tones
lingered
against
the
deep
and
alluring
voice.

Caitlin
caught
her
breath
and
whirled
around
quickly
and
faced
Adriel.
His
dark
gaze
captured
her
immediately.
Her
heart
raced,
warmth
of
heat
rushed
over
her
skin.
How
could
he
have
this
effect
on
her?
She
opened
her
mouth
to
speak
and
suddenly
she
found
the
back
of
her
throat
dry.

She
cleared
her
throat.
“I’m
afraid
he
did.”

“Taking
her
home
the
back
way?”

Caitlin
nodded.

“I
suppose
I
will
see
you
in
a
few
minutes
then.”
Adriel’s
eyes
shifted
toward
the
white
BMW
that
pulled
up
in
front
of
the
club.

Caitlin
stepped
toward
the
car
and
stopped.
She
turned
toward
Adriel,
sadness
filled
her
eyes.

“No
date
tonight?”
She
couldn’t
help
herself
as
she
pried
into
his
private
life.

Often
she
had
wondered
about
Adriel
and
his
needs.
She
knew
he
must
be
lonely.
The
stab
of
pain
in
heart
reminded
her
of
her
own
loneliness.
After
all
of
her
experiences
with
Dorian
she
knew
damn
well
the
feeling
of
being
alone.
No
matter
how
many
more
years
she
lived,
she
still
wanted
to
know
the
experiences
of
love
and
romance.
Many
times
she
had
envisioned
what
it
would
be
like
to
actually
have
a
man
make
love
to
her.
Dorian’s
attempts
were
not
love,
but
lust.
Still,
she
remained
untouched.
The
power
within
the
cross,
alone,
protected
her
from
Dorian.
If
there
was
any
one
man
who
she
would
want
to
try,
it
would
be
Adriel.
Although
she
knew
by
his
general
appearance
he
was
well
endowed,
she
wondered
what
it
would
be
like
to
be
with
him.
The
hands
shoved
inside
his
jean
pockets
couldn’t
hide
the
bulge
which
preceded
him.

Adriel
stole
one
last
fleeting
look
at
the
beauty.
“Not
tonight.”

Damn,
he
cursed
to
himself
as
he
watched
her
climb
into
the
car.
Every
muscle
in
his
body
tensed,
as
he
fought
back
the
urge
to
run
over
and
snatch
her
out
of
the
car,
take
her
somewhere
and
allow
her
to
take
her
frustrations
out
on
him.

The
moon
was
almost
at
its
peak.
He
felt
the
rage
swell
inside
of
him,
knew
it
wouldn’t
be
long
before
he
would
have
to
leave.
The
muscles
in
his
jaw
flexed,
as
he
inhaled
another
deep
breath.
Tonight,
he
thought,
he
would
have
to
do
something
before
the
urge
became
too
dangerous.
This
night
he
needed
Caitlin
more
than
Dorian.

Chapter
4

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Thirty
minutes
later,
Adriel
felt
relieved
as
the
last
person
left
the
club.
The
bartender
chatted
briefly
with
him
before
he
left
for
the
evening.
Adriel
streamed
a
series
of
curses
to
himself
as
he
walked
toward
his
car.
It
was
already
too
late.
He
had
not
chosen
anyone
tonight.
The
insatiable
need
had
grown
inside
of
him
and
the
continual
wave
of
rage
began.
His
thoughts
drifted
back
to
sweet
Caitlin.

If
only….

Adriel
knew
what
had
to
be
done
tonight.
He
couldn’t
tolerate
the
thought
any
longer.
The
need
inside
of
him
was
greater
tonight
than
any
other.
The
type
of
intensity
from
the
new
moon
was
uncontrollable,
stronger
than
any
other
month
of
the
year.
Tonight
was
not
only
a
new
moon
but
a
wolf
moon.
It
was
the
night
he
feared
most,
when
his
own
curse
was
unleashed
against
vampires
and
mankind.
The
most
deadly
night
for
anyone
around
him.
The
night
he
should
be
chained
and
bound
like
an
animal
until
the
dawn
of
light
broke
and
freed
him
from
his
curse.

The
curse
was
as
much
a
part
of
Adriel
as
his
gift.
Adriel’s
people
were
born
to
a
curse
which
transformed
them
into
hideous
wolf-like
creatures
of
the
night.
These
creatures
were
designed
for
one
purpose;
to
kill
vampires.

In
the
old
days,
Adriel’s
ancestors
were
generally
quiet
and
mostly
stayed
to
themselves.
However,
one
night
a
stranger
came
upon
them
and
that
stranger
just
happened
to
be
a
vampire
with
a
thirst
for
blood.
He
ravaged
most
of
the
clan,
and
those
who
got
away
consulted
with
the
eldest
of
their
pack.
Something
magical
happened
that
night
under
a
New
Moon.
The
men
transformed
not
only
into
wolves,
but
something
much
more
terrifying.
The
large
wolf-like
beasts
with
thick
leathery
black
skin
and
prickly
hair
stood
nearly
seven
feet
tall
on
their
hind
feet.
Their
teeth
were
as
sharp
as
finely
honed
swords,
true
killing
machine.

It
was
that
night
Adriel’s
ancestors
destroyed
the
vampire
and
saved
many
lives
other
than
their
own.
 
But
the
curse
stayed
with
them
as
a
reminder
vampires
still
exist.

Adriel’s
thoughts
drifted
back
to
Caitlin
as
he
drove
the
dark
road
home.
He
clearly
envisioned
her
lips,
parting
slowly
to
welcome
his,
those
soft
warm
pink
lips
as
they
kissed
him.
What
would
she
taste
like?
What
would
her
love
feel
like?

A
dull
pain
grew
inside
of
his
loins
as
his
thoughts
wondered
further.
Those
lovely
long
legs
wrapped
around
his
waist.
His
hardness
as
it
entered
her,
so
gently
and
so
sweetly
until
she
moaned
to
him.
She
would
cry
out
to
him
in
a
heat
of
passion.
Her
voice
would
sing
for
more
of
him.
Her
fingernails
would
dig
into
his
hard
muscular
back
and
bring
him
to
an
ecstasy
that
he
so
desperately
desired.
Adriel’s
fingers
tightened
around
the
steering
wheel.
His
foot
pressed
harder
on
the
accelerated,
pushing
the
car
over
the
posted
speed
limit.

Adriel
envisioned
her
slender
frame
as
it
straddled
him.
She
would
ride
him
hard,
like
the
stallion
-
the
animal
he
was,
until
she
exhausted
her
desires.
If
there
was
any
way
he
could
control
his
own
animalistic
desires,
he
would
let
her
do
anything
to
him
she
most
wanted.
He
would
lay
his
life
down
before
her.
She
could
take
from
him
anything
and
he
would
gladly
give
it
without
any
remorse.
No
thought,
just
to
see
a
glimmer
of
happiness
and
joy
in
those
beautiful
eyes.
There
was
just
one
crushing
pain
which
he
must
deal
with;
the
truth.
In
his
own
grief
stricken
heart,
he
knew
it
was
just
a
fantasy
that
would
never
come
true.

The
newly
purchased
red
Camaro
stopped
abruptly,
skidding
to
a
halt
in
his
parking
space.
The
space
he
hated
so
dearly.
Slowly
his
fingers
ran
through
his
hair
one
more
time
before
he
grabbed
the
door
handle.
Tonight
it
would
end.
When
dawn
broke
he
would
no
longer
be
under
the
services
of
Dorian.

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