Free Devil's Mate (The Tribe MC: Chase of Prey Book 1) by Heather West Page B

even though she could’ve turned her back on them. She wanted to be a lawyer and a prosecutor. He had a sinking feeling in his stomach. Was it possible that she was of Queen Carida’s line?
    If she was Kris, everything had just become even more complicated. He was a werewolf, one of the Fallen. She was his sworn enemy and he knew it, and yet he had mated with her.
    Now she wanted to hunt down two rogues, one of whom was possibly his brother. He should walk away.
    If he had any sense at all, he would walk away.
    Why wasn’t he walking away?
    Because he couldn’t walk away from her. Everything about her captivated him. But how long would she want to be with him when she discovered his true nature?
    Maybe he should just tell her. Maybe if she knew, they could find a way around it. Or maybe she should come clean and tell him she was Tribe. She would not do that now and he didn’t blame her for that. For all she knew he was a simple Hunter, and most Hunters rarely crossed paths with the Tribe if at all possible. They were as cursed as the Fallen, in their own way. That thought softened his heart.
    “If they just fed yesterday, they will probably not be out tonight,” he said.
    “I think they will be. I think they’re out to destroy as much as they can and as quickly as they can.” Cara’s voice was strangely calm. She didn’t feel calm at all. There was a raging bloodlust inside her, one she had never known she could possess.
    “If you really want to find them tonight, I’ll go Hunting with you.”
    “Do you mean it?” She stroked her fingers along the top of his hand, mesmerized by the feel of his flesh below her fingertips. “It’s not really your battle.”
    “All rogues are my battle.”
    “I think I could love you just for saying that.”
    Her words fell between them and for long seconds neither of them spoke. Cara’s heart beat far too rapidly. Had she just said that? My God, she had! And she had meant it.
    It was insane. She’d never felt so much for a person before in her entire life. She barely knew him, yet she felt like she had known him forever. He was the first person who didn’t expect her to be the things that she didn’t want to be.
    If she had said to anybody else that she didn’t think she could handle her magic, they would have started giving her all sorts of tests to prove to her that she could. They would have told her stories of how great her mother was and all the rest of her line. She would have been reminded, yet again, of her lineage.
    Remorse struck her. Sebastian did not know who she was, and he could never know! What would he say if he knew that she was Tribe? The Tribe was not known to be kind to outsiders and while the Hunters killed many of the creatures that caused havoc to humankind, like vampires, werewolves, snow beasts, they feared magic of most kinds.
    Sebastian didn’t seem to fear her magic though. He was so different from everyone she knew!
    “I guess we need a plan.” Her words were almost a whisper, barely audible. It was the only thing she could think of to say in the silence that had grown between them.
    “Yes, we need a plan.”
    Even as they began forming their plans Cara could not help but notice he had not said anything about loving her back.

CHAPTER 11
     
    Night fell and Cara left her home. She had arranged to meet Sebastian in the same spot where she had met him for the first time. It was spot neither of them would ever forget, or so she hoped.
    Nobody noticed her leaving the house. Most of the Tribe were out, riding hard and looking for the rogues. The ones who were about were used to her leaving the house at night to walk, so they didn’t interfere.
    As she walked, she pondered the words she had spoken to Sebastian earlier that day. She had said she could love him; she had not said she did love him. Maybe he had noticed the difference. Even as she hoped that was true, she also hoped that it wasn’t.
    She did not want to admit it, but there was no