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Katrina wasmine.

“Oh, fuck. You’re serious.”

Did I say that last sentence about her being mine aloud or in my head? It didn’t matter.

“I need her address.”

Eagle Eye crossed his arms, clearing his throat. “You can’t rush into her workplace and carry her out like a caveman.”

“Why not?” Yeah, I was sort of serious.

“Because you’ll get arrested, Crow will get cranky, and we’ll have to bail you out of jail. How will you protect Katrina from behind bars?”

He had a point. “Fine. I still want her home and work addresses. Like you said, for protection.”

He shook his head. “Try not to spook her, bro. She’s not seen you in twelve years. She might not recognize you.”

“She will,” I replied with confidence. “I’m unforgettable.”

A chuckle escaped as he swiveled in his chair, typing keys so fast I couldn’t tell what the hell he was doing. The mouse moved and clicked at an almost inhuman speed.

“You need to get a life, Eagle Eye. That shit is freaky.”

He sighed. “I know.”

“Maybe you’re next,” I suggested.

“For a mate?”

“Yeah.”

“Hell no.”

I snickered as I heard his printer working, processing the information I needed on Katrina. “Thanks.” I snatched the sheet that printed, scanning over the addresses he provided.

“About the other thing,” he began as I took two steps toward the door.

“The cold case?”

“I’m still digging. It’s become a bit of a challenge, but I’ll get through the firewalls and security. Once I figure it out, I’ll contact you.”

“Appreciate it, brother.”

Excitement and anticipation bubbled under the surface of my skin, prodding me to hop on my bike and ride to Katrina as quickly as I could. The time was the only thing stopping me from showing up at her home address. At nearly four in the morning, it was too early to knock on her door.

Maybe I could just stalk her. There was no harm in that, right?

I left the Roost, striding towards my bike as I heard my crow drop from the sky. He landed close to my front tire, chittering at me with encouragement. We both liked the idea of staking out Katrina’s house and ensuring our mate remained safe.

I held the printed addresses in my hand and scanned them again, closing my eyes as I sent the mental image to my crow. “Go to her house. Watch over her until I arrive.”

He cawed and took to the sky, flying off with a flap of silky onyx wings.

Knowing my crow would arrive long before I did, I felt a sense of relief. He’d alert me if anything seemed off or dangerous. His priority was her safety. My crow would attack anyone posing a threat.

The ride to her address took twenty minutes. She lived on the northern side of town, ten minutes from the library where she worked. It didn’t surprise me that she would be that close. Katrina had always been shy, introverted, and happiest when she was curled up with a book.

She made a career out of what she loved. Smart. Most people never figured out what they wanted in life until it was too late to switch. They ended up stuck in dead-end jobs and too much debt. Not my girl. I saw the profile Eagle Eye had put together. Katrina had minimal debt, and almost all her student loans were paid off. She’d gotten a lot of scholarships.