Hidden Hyena by Crissy Smith

Author:Crissy Smith [Smith, Crissy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Erotic Romance Fiction
Publisher: Totally Bound Publishing
Published: 2018-05-15T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Trent lifted his head off the mattress and peered around the dark room. Melissa was lying across his chest with her injured arm curled by his side. He leaned down and kissed the top of her head. He had no idea what had woken him up, but now that he was, he needed to pee.

Trent slid out from under her, as carefully as he could. He glanced at the alarm clock on the nightstand. It was just after two in the morning. They’d cuddled as soon as they’d finished making love. And he had made love to her, even if he hadn’t been gentle. He was still reeling from everything she’d tried to do at the LAPD. She’d even kept the case notes and files to follow up on the internal investigation on Adam’s death. And she’d done all that after he’d left her behind to fend for herself. She’d proven to be stronger than him.

He climbed to his feet and strode across the room.

A quiet screech reached him.

Trent stopped and listened. Footsteps? He walked to the door, which he hadn’t closed right away when he’d carried Melissa inside earlier.

Those were definitely footsteps. Trent glanced over his shoulder where Melissa was still asleep. Should he wake her? His gaze fell onto her injured arm and he had his answer. No, he’d take care of whoever thought they could break into her house. It had to be connected to her getting shot at earlier. Trent pressed his lips together to suppress a growl. He’d make whoever was stupid enough to break in, especially with him there, regret that decision.

If he wasn’t a shifter, he wouldn’t be able to hear the soft steps of someone in the living room. Or the rustle of papers. He slipped through the opening in the doorway. The lights were off in the hall, but there was light coming from the kitchen and living room. He didn’t need it and unfortunately it would help whoever was inside with him.

Damn, his phone was on the coffee table where he’d been looking through the papers from the box earlier. He couldn’t even call Mac for back-up. He had no idea where Melissa’s cell was, either.

Trent pressed his back to the wall before moving toward the intruder.

A floorboard squeaked and Trent paused. The sound was getting closer to him. Changing his plan, he waited for the intruder to come to him. He didn’t have a gun any longer. Not that he’d need it if the intruder was human. His weapons were part of his natural abilities.

Trent took a deep breath, counting the steps of the trespasser.

He saw the gun first, then the intruder’s hand, before the stranger stepped into the hall.

Trent grabbed the wrist of the trespasser, grinding the bone with his stronghold.

The intruder cried out and the gun fell to the carpet.

Trent drew his fist back and punched the human in the head. He could smell that this man was human, but the mask over his face hid his identity.

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