Page 44 of Bad Moon Rising
He’d never lost his focus like this.
He recognized his emotions were all over the place…as well as completely out of control. He needed space between them, or he was liable to lift her onto this counter and give them the release they both ached for. He couldn’t dwell on the thought.
His wrist burned its reminder of who owned him and who made decisions about his life, but since she’d cast her spell, it didn’t hurt as much. Didn’t that make him more attracted to her? If she could ease some of the pain of his life…
When he’d thought the agony his curse inflicted could get no worse as he fought the dictate to hurt her, she’d made it go away. He couldn’t stop wondering how she’d done it. Could it be repeated on a larger scale and made to hold for longer? It might offer escape.
He didn’t want to be a Crown’s wolf any longer. Because he questioned orders. Because he hated the authority over him. And most of all, he was exhausted and skeptical.
He was a disaster, thinking deep thoughts for this woman he’d known a little over twenty-four hours and barely kissed once.
Bloody hell, this hurt…
Nova’s cell phone rang. She reached for it, looked at the number and showed him. “You know the number?”
“It’s Flynn. I’ll get it,” he said. He answered, “Yes?”
“Where are you?” Flynn asked.
“London.”
“Still? You should be out of there. Meeting over and you gone. I’m halfway south. Antonio is following you. This is bad. I don’t know what he intends or how he’s tracking you. Makes me wonder if he did the same to you that we did to him…put a tracker in your watch. Dump it. Dump anything that could emit a signal. Why’d you get recalled?”
“The target got affirmed.” They had to be cagey in case someone listened in, which was likely, even with all of their precautions.
“Are you tracking her?”
“Yes. Seems in her previous life she assassinated a few people. He put a contract out on her.” He reached for Nova’s hand and took it in his.
“Leave. You bringing any company south?”
Roman remained silent.
Flynn continued, “Scan everything for a tracking chip.”
“I’ll check. We’ll dump stuff. They could track the plane.”
“True,” said Flynn. “But we check before we leave each time for any sort of newly installed devices.”
“I’ve got a lead that might help figure her situation.”
“The tone of your voice is interesting. I like interesting. Makes you unpredictable and that’s more like the old Roman, the one who gave a crap about life and hot females.”
“Well, she is that.”
“At least you admit you noticed.” Flynn sighed. “If killing has to be done, I might be able to do it for you. I’m not sure, though. I’m not as good at it as you, and I like her. Well, not like you like-likeher. You know what, I’ll see you at the dock and be curious to see if you turn up alone. Any word on Ky?”
Flynn obviously hadn’t found anything either in his search. “Not on my end. He hasn’t check in for five days, which means something’s wrong.” He hung up, every muscle in his neck and jaw tense with worry over his brother.
“What did he say?” she asked.
“I was followed, which makes leaving important. Antonio is nearby.”
“The vampire from Berlin?”
“Put all your electronics and anything metal on the counter. We’re leaving them. They’re tracking something on one of us.” He put down his watch.
She laid down the cell phone, watch, and earrings. “I don’t have anything else that I had on in Germany.”
