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I attempted to take a step backward but found my feet glued to the ground, almost as though I’d been encased in cement.

Alpha power, I realized, my eyes slitting into a glare. “What are you doing to me?”

“Why are you here?” the male demanded, ignoring my question.

“To see Prince Kieran.”

His grip tightened, just enough to allude to his perceived dominance of this situation. “Regarding?”

“None of your business.”

“On the contrary, it’s very muchourbusiness,” he replied, his voice holding a raspy quality to it, almost as though he didn’t often speak. “If you want access to Kieran, you need to go through us. Now tell us who you are and why you’re really here.”

CHAPTERTWO

LORCAN

Omega.

Hybrid.

Dangerous.

My mind lingered on that final descriptor as I slowly coiled my power around the female before me.

Cillian’s intruder warning had sent me straight here, my instinct to protect Kieran and Blood Sector an immediate reaction. However, I hadn’t anticipated our intruder being a petite vampire-wolf with blue-black hair and green catlike eyes.

Gorgeousdidn’t even begin to encompass her stunning appearance. And she smelled divine, too. Like blood oranges sprinkled with cinnamon.

An alluring little trap with an ancient aura.

Which was how I’d deduced in a split second that this woman was a threat. She might be small—most Omegas were—but this one possessed a unique genetic makeup that had my wolf growling inside.

Danger. Danger. Danger.

And she’d somehow shadowed right into my cousin’s suite.

Her jaw clenched, giving me another descriptor for my list—stubborn.

Fine. If she wanted to play it this way, we could. “Don’t think for a second that your Omega status will protect you. We don’t take kindly to intruders here.”

I’m not sure what fascinates me more—your ability to lie or the fact you’ve strung together more sentences in the last few minutes than you have over the last six months.

Cillian’s sardonic tones were an unwelcome invasion in my mind, but I’d long grown accustomed to his telepathic tendencies.

I’m taking her to my den,I told him, my shadowing power already wrapping around me and the Omega.

Her pupils dilated half a second before the room dissolved around us. Then her nostrils flared as my personal quarters came into view.

“Release me,” she demanded as she tried to move out of my invisible grip.

“No.” I moved even closer to her, causing her chin to bump into my chest before I wove my telekinetic gift through her hair to gently tug her head back.

Her plump lips parted in surprise, her expression confirming that she was beginning to understand the full extent of my power. I didn’t often use it in this way, but something told me this little Omega was a flight risk. And I wasn’t going to let her disappear until she answered a few questions.

“Give me your name,” I growled down at her as Cillian appeared behind her.

I suddenly find myself uncertain of what to do. Usually, you play the silent, deadly role while I lead the interrogation.