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worthy of becoming a vampire. But at
every turn the vamps were sure to remind everyone else that within
a week their numbers could swell and they could take over the
world.
    Lajos and his pack never paid any attention
to their bluffs. If the vamps turned all the humans into vampires
they would also be getting rid of their main food source.
    Lajos tried to focus on the television, but
found himself fidgeting with anything he could get his hands on. He
couldn’t stay down for too long. He kept getting up to peek out the
window. Meisha was always in the same spot. He had to give it to
her. She was a determined little minx. As the sun began to set he
knew he had to do something. He couldn’t leave her to sleep outside
during the night, even though he really shouldn’t have cared since
he hadn’t invited her to Miami in the first place.
    His wolf sent him a picture of Meisha huddled
and shivering on the sidewalk in the dark.
    Don’t try to make me feel bad , Lajos
said.
    Another picture was sent. This time of a man
standing over Meisha and her cowering away from him, bloody and
bruised.
    That was enough to make him react.
    Lajos turned off the television and headed
out his door. There was no need to wait for an elevator. His room
was on the second floor. He took the stairs and went through the
lobby. There was a high-end boutique nestled in the corner. The
lobby also had a bar and a lounge area where all the furniture was
stark-white and the tables were made of glass.
    When he got to the front door, the doorman
opened it for him. “Will you need your motorcycle, Mr. Farkas?”
    “Not right now, but I will in an hour or so.
I’ll have another bike for valet momentarily. Can you make sure
someone who knows how to ride is available to park it?”
    “Yes, sir.”
    He knew he wouldn’t have a lot of time to get
to Meisha before she tried to hide. He bounded down the front steps
and didn’t bother going to a crosswalk. He crossed the street and
dodged some cars. When she spotted him she rounded the bench she’d
been sitting on and hid behind it.
    Lajos chuckled. Surely she didn’t think that
she could hide from him? He went straight for her motorcycle. “Nice
bike,” he said stopping in front of it. “I know someone who has one
just like this. Maybe I’ll steal it and keep it for myself.” He
kicked up the stand.
    “Take my bike and I’ll take your hand.”
    He looked up to see her coming from behind
the bench. She looked tired. They’d had a long drive and he wasn’t
sure if she’d gotten anything to eat. She held her leather jacket
in her hand and wore a tight fitting T-shirt and jeans. There was
nothing about her appearance that should’ve turned him on. She
looked like she needed a shower, she was glaring daggers at him and
her hair was wild all around her.
    But she still looked good—damn good.
    His wolf became attentive, watching her as
Lajos was.
    “You heard me,” she said, when he hadn’t
responded.
    He opened his eyes wide, feigning surprise.
“Meisha? Is that you? What a surprise seeing you here.”
    She rolled her eyes and came toward him. She
tried to smooth her hair back into place. “How did you know I was
here?”
    “It’s not hard to notice a crazy chick
sitting at the bus stop and not getting on any of the buses that
come by.”
    “I’m not crazy,” she said. “I’m
determined.”
    “To get killed? I thought I left you in
Jacksonville where you belong. You shouldn’t have come. I’m trying
to find out more about the Russian mafia, and if they notice you
here, they’ll kill you for what you did to one of their men.”
    She put her hands on her hips and leaned to
one side. “Russian mafia? For real. Are you going to keep that
story up?”
    He frowned. Why hadn’t his push worked on
her? He’d repeated his words three or four times just to make sure
what he’d told her stuck. “What are you getting at?”
    She looked from left to right, making sure no
one was in earshot, and