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At the time, hejustified it as his way of getting back at the humans for what theydid to his family, but really, he was a coward who couldn’t facewhat he lost. It took himyearsto admit he’d also beentired of fighting his instinct to kill, which becamemuchstrongerwhen he stopped aging.
That day, when hefinally let it all go and turned into the thing his parents alwayswarned him against, had been a relief. The deaths of his mother andsister gave him an excuse to become a monster. It wouldn’t havehappened if the humans hadn’t killed them; it wastheirfault, not his.
Except, it was hisfault, and there was a good chance he would have become a Savageanyway. He’d always been kind and caring toward animals, heremained that way as a Savage, but he was weak back then.
He wouldneverbe that way again and wouldn’t allow anything toweaken him. Not even a mahogany-haired beauty with an ass thatwouldn’t quit and an attitude to match.
He didn’t care howmuch he wanted to fuck her.
CHAPTER 25
They were almostat the end of the street when he spotted the first Savage trailingthem. The man was in his late thirties or early forties. His brownhair had gray around the temples, and his gait was a little off ashe tried, and failed, to go unnoticed.
Because of theman, he noticed the woman across the street, trailing more slowlyas she examined the shop’s windows. No matter how much she examinedwhat lay beyond the window, she never entered any stores.
She was youngerand better at being discreet, but she gave herself away when shesniffed the air before turning to watch a human walking by. Somepeople smelled better than others and were harder to resist; he wasvery aware of that, but he wasn’t as dimwitted as the Savagestalking them.
With a shake ofher head, the Savage recalled what she was supposed to be doing.Her attention shifted back to the windows. From its angle, thewoman could watch the man trailing them through the glass.
Saber discoveredthe next two Savages in a black car as it slipped into a parkingspot at the end of the road, about a hundred feet ahead of them.The doors didn’t immediately open, and the occupants remainedinside while they waited for him and Caro to get closer.
If they approachedthe car, he wouldn’t be surprised if the two morons didn’t try tosnatch her off the street. It was broad daylight, but the Savagesand demons weren’t as invested in discretion anymore. They weren’tready to go public, but they would risk exposure to get her.
Besides, theyscrewed up when they killed Charles, and he didn’t doubt at leastsome of those here were a part of his death. The demons had sentthem to make things right, but they would have sent others too…ones they trusted not to mess this up.
If they did messup and lost her, the demons would make these Savages pay. They allknew it. Because of that, they would be more desperate to get theirhands on her. He couldn’t underestimate them and couldn’t count onthem not doing something crazy.
If they went forher, they would try to kill him in the process. At this point, hewas nothing more than an annoyance, and they would gladly destroyhim if it meant saving their asses and not suffering a death thatwould have them in pieces by the end.
Unless they’dspoken to someone who might have revealed his identity, it wasunlikely his description would trigger immediate recognition fromsomeone, especially since his jacket covered his tattoo. Still,they might know who he was if they’d gotten a picture of him.
If that was thecase, they would try to take him too. The demons probably wantedhim as much, if notmore, than Caro.
He’d gotten awayfrom them. In doing so, he changed himself into something almostdecent and stopped being one of their puppets.
Noonedid that and survived.
He also knew howthey thought and operated; he was a threat to them, and they hatedit. Helovedit.
Normally, beingone of the demons’ most wanted men added a little excitement to hislife. It wasn’t as exciting now that he had Caro to protect, butone day, he hoped to confront the demons and help bring themdown.
Standing next toCaro, the idea of those things hunting her more because ofhimmade his blood run cold. The demons would come afterthem with everything they had.
“There are twoSavages in that black car at the end of the road,” he said to Caro.“And a man and woman trailing us. I don’t see any others.”
The Savage in thestore had lied, but Saber believed his earlier assumption wasright. The idiot had cut their numbers in half because he hadn’tbeen intelligent enough to develop a better lie.
“That’s all I see,and I doubt there are any more,” he told her.
Caro glancedaround to see if she could spot them, but she had no idea which manand woman he was talking about.
“Don’t,” he saidwhen her attention shifted to the black car. “Keep walking and actcasual.”
“How can you be sosure there’s only four of them?” she asked.
“I know how theythink and, by now, any others would have revealed themselves.”
“How do you knowthey’re in the car?”
