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“Maddy, I’m Jamie.” He pulled back the washcloth and examined her head again. Now that he’d cleaned away the blood and dirt, it really didn’t look so bad. “Why were you running away?”

“You know what they do, don’t you?”

“The Death Fangs?”

“They sell women,” she said. “They sell....”

“Omegas.”

“Women,” she said fiercely. “I’m a person. We’re all people.”

“I know that,” Jamie assured her. “I didn’t mean to imply otherwise, I’m sorry.”

“I ran because I didn’t want them selling me to one of the awful men at that auction,” she said. “I ran because it was the only way to be safe and free.”

He watched her, saying nothing.

“You’re a shifter,” she said. “If you knew I’m an omega—”

“I am,” he admitted.

“Then you were going to that auction.” She drew back from him. “You were going to buy someone.”

He couldn’t quite deny it. “It’s not that simple,” he said.

She got to her feet and moved for the door.

And Jamie had no choice but to block her path.

She looked up at him, eyes wide and fearful. “Who are you?” she asked. “What do you want with me?”

Chapter Six

Maddy sat curled upon the bed in the hotel room, sneaking furtive glances at the man who had brought her here.

After he’d finished cleaning her wounds and ensured that she wouldn’t try to leave again—simply positioning himself between her and the door had done the trick; he was probably twice her size—he seemed to have lost interest in her altogether. He was now gazing out the window as though expecting to see something.

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