nally convinced all of my cats that face rubbing was about all I was fy with。
Zane went to his knees beside Cherry but didn't try to grab my right hand。 He waited until she was done with my left。 I'd also broken them of being grabby with my gun hand。 He rubbed his face on my hand； and there was the faintest roughness alongside his jaw； as if he'd missed a spot when he shaved。
Cherry rubbed herself against my legs while Zane greeted me。 It was like being body…rubbed by a really big cat that just happened； at the moment； to be in human form。 The first few times it had happened； I'd freaked。 But it just didn't strike me as that strange anymore。 I wasn't sure if that was good or sort of sad。
When the greeting was over； Zane said； 〃We've got the extra key； so we took care of the pany。〃 They were both standing now； like good little people alright； good tall people； whatever。
〃Good； though I had no idea we'd have this big a crowd。〃
They fell into step； one on either side of us； and I could feel Cherry beside me。 I could feel her energy like a vibrating line against my body。 I'd never sensed her this strongly before。 Just another nail in the coffin on the Nimir…Ra question。 The evidence was getting thick enough that if I hadn't been so damn good at self…delusion； I'd have had to admit it by now。 But I'd had enough for one day。 I needed a pass on this one tonight。 So I ignored it； and if Cherry felt anything different； she didn't say。
It was Zane who put his face next to Nathaniel and sniffed him as we walked 〃You smell like fresh wounds。〃 He touched Nathaniel's back where it showed above the tank top。 I knew there were bite marks up around his shoulders； all the way up to his neck。 I should have known we couldn't 。hide it。 Hell； even with clothes covering it； they'd have smelled it。
〃What have you been doing？〃 Zane asked。 〃Or should I say who？〃
Nathaniel didn't even glance at me。 He was going to leave it all to me what was said and what wasn't。 Smart of him。 Or maybe he just didn't know what to say either。 I tried to think of a lie that would explain it； and nothing that didn't make Nathaniel sound slutty came to mind。 Either he'd had sex with some strange woman； or 。。。 or what？ The truth？ I didn't want to tell the truth until I was sure how I felt about it。 Knowing me； that could take at least a couple of days。
Cherry and Zane circled Nathaniel in ever…tightening circles； until their bodies brushed him as they moved around him。 They bumped him continuously； like a shark testing to see if you're good to eat。
〃e on guys； we don't have time for this。 We need to get to the lupanar and rescue Gregory。〃
Zane dropped to his knees beside Nathaniel； running his hands over the smaller man's body。 Zane's hands slid under Nathaniel's tank top。
〃Zane； get up；〃 I said。
Cherry stepped very close to Nathaniel； looking down at him； putting a hand under his chin to lift his face to her； as if she meant to kiss him。 〃Who was it？〃
〃That's Nathaniel's business；〃 I said。 Nathaniel glanced at me； sort of sideways。 The look was enough。 I was being a coward。 My pulse was going way too fast in my neck； like I'd tried to swallow something while it was still trying to get away。
〃If it were Zane； or me； yes；〃 Cherry said。 〃But while you were in the hospital these last few days we decided that Nathaniel has to run all girlfriends past the pard before he does anything intimate with them。〃
〃As Nimir…Ra； don't I have like presidential veto？〃
Cherry looked at me。 〃Of course； but you have to agree with checking out people for Nathaniel。 He nearly got you killed again。〃
I did agree； but just not that night。 That night； of all nights； I wanted everyone to mind their own business。 No one cared a damn who slept with whom until now。 It figures。 I make my first indiscreet move with one of them； and I was going to have to confess； even though I still didn't know how I felt about it。 I opened my mouth to say； It was me； but I stopped when I saw the next wereleopard ing down the street。 Of all of them； she was the one I least to talk in front of about intimate matters。
It was Elizabeth。 Her walk was always a cross between a strut and a glide； the ultimate hooker's walk。 She strode from between the cars on Caleb's arm； and there was a self…satisfied smile on her face that said either she didn't know I was angry with her or she was confident I couldn't do anything about it。 She was taller than Caleb by nearly five inches。 Her hair fell in curls to her waist； a brunette so dark you would have called it black if you didn't have my hair to pare it to。 She was pretty in a pouting； lush sort of way； like some sort of tropical plant with thick； fleshy leaves and beautiful but deadly blossoms。
She was wearing a skirt so short the tops of her black hose and the garters that held them up showed。 Her shoes were black sandals with a lower heel than she usually wore。 After all； we were going to be tramping through the woods。 The shirt was sheer enough that even by starlight you could see she wasn't wearing a bra； and she； like me； was a woman who needed one。
Caleb was wearing a pair of bell…bottom jeans； no shoes； no shirt。 The jeans were cut low enough to show off his belly…button ring。 I was too young to remember wearing bell…bottoms personally； but I did remember my older cousins peting to see who could get the widest bell。 Even as a child I'd thought the pants were ugly。 Time had not changed my opinion。
Caleb looked pretty satisfied himself。 I was betting they'd had sex together； but it wasn't any of my business who they fucked。 Honest it wasn't。
〃I'm glad you've had a good night； Elizabeth。〃
She squeezed Caleb's arm。 〃Oh； it's been a very； very good night。〃
〃I'm glad； because it's about to get very； very bad；〃 I said。
She fake…pouted at me。 〃Oh； did our little Nimir…Ra get her feelings hurt because I wouldn't e and sleep naked beside her？〃
I had to laugh。
〃What's so funny？〃 she asked。 Caleb started moving away from her； pulling free。
〃Why is it that you don't think I'll kill you； Elizabeth？〃
〃For what？〃 she asked。
〃Oh； maybe for deserting Nathaniel at the club and letting the bad guys get him； which led to me nearly getting killed； and maybe being Nimir…Ra for real。〃
〃I'm tired of baby…sitting him；〃 she said。 〃He used to be a lot of fun； but not anymore。 He's got standards now。〃
〃Meaning that he won't fuck you anymore；〃 I said。
The first touch of real anger slid across her face。 〃We used to have some real good times； Nathaniel and me。〃
〃Not good enough； apparently；〃 I said。
She strode up to stand beside Cherry； which put her very close to me。 She wasn't afraid of me； and I knew why or thought I did。 She'd been insulting； arrogant； and a downright pain in the ass since I took over the pard and I hadn't hurt her。 I'd let it all slide； because； as she was so happy to point out； I could shoot her； but I couldn't really punish her。 Punish to a shapeshifter means either beat the shit out of them or do some mystical crap that scares the shit out of them。 She was right。 I couldn't do the shapeshifter stuff。 It had taken me a while to realize why I let Elizabeth slide so much。 I'd killed her sweetie； the man she loved。 It made me feel bad。 Gabriel had earned death； but she had loved him； and I sympathized。 But she'd used up the last of my sympathy when I saw Nathaniel hanging from those chains with the swords grown into his flesh。 The rules had changed； and Elizabeth didn't know it。 Yet。
The other wereleopards glided out of the trees； trailed down the road。 Merle's hair gleamed white in the darkness； his beard and mustache silvered。 He was wearing straight…legged jeans and cowboy boots with silver…tipped toes。 An open leather jacket did more to frame his chest than cover it。 He had a woman with him。
She was tall six feet or maybe a little over。 She was wearing jogging shoes； jeans； and a baggy T…shirt that hung to mid…thigh。 The baggy T…shirt couldn't hide the fact that she was leggy and well built。 Her hair was almost black； straight； thick； cut just above her shoulders。 She wore no makeup； and the bones of her face made her look sculpted almost harsh。 Her eyes were pale； her lips； thin。 She had one of those faces that would have been beautiful with a little makeup； but was still striking。 It was a face you wouldn't forget or grow tired of。 Merle was holding her hand； but not like they were a couple； more like a father holds a daughter's hand a forting gesture。
She vibrated with that otherworldly energy that all the leopards had to some degree。 But this one made my skin dance from yards away。 When they got close enough for me to see that her eyes were pale； I could also see that she was afraid。 Her eyes had that wincing look of a person who's been abused once too often。
Merle introduced her； 〃This is Gina。〃
〃Hi； Gina；〃 I said。
She looked at me； and the fear in her eyes was replaced by disdain。 〃She's a little short for a Nimir…Ra。〃
〃Micah and I are the same height；〃 I said。
She shrugged。 〃Like I said。〃 But her bravado didn't ring true。 It was more like someone whistling in the dark。 But I let it go。 Gina wasn't my problem tonight。
Vivian was the last of my leopards；