Unable to control himself, he reached over and wrapped his hands around the woman’s neck. Her eyes widened in fear.
“Why the fuck are you in Laurie’s form?”
The woman looked down, surprise crossing her face. In a flash, she turned back to the small brunette. “I-I’m sorry,” she gasped.
“Get the fuck out of my house!”
“I-I don’t understand what happened.”
“That makes two of us. Get out.”
He practically pushed her off the bed. He tossed her clothes at her.
Ready to cry, she shimmied into her skirt and threw on her top, not bothering with her bra and underwear.
He walked her to the door, holding onto her arm, about to toss her out. They stood for an endless moment, staring at each other. Thorne reached for the door, and she finally spoke then.
“Thorne?”
His body tensed. “What?”
She moistened her lips and ducked her head before meeting his gaze. “My name is Kataya.”
Thorne narrowed his eyes, seeking any sign of deception. He saw none. Of course, he didn’t have her mind reading ability, but he’d been around long enough to be able to tell when someone wasn’t telling the truth.
“I’ll kill you if I find out you’re lying to me.”
She shook her head. “I’m not. My name is Kataya Clarke.”
He pulled the door open. She hurried out the door, looking behind her.
Thorne didn’t trust her. And yet the thought of her leaving didn’t sit well with him either.
What in the hell was going on? Had the gods sent someone down to torture him? Why would they do that? What had changed?
Slamming the door, he stalked across the room and grabbed his phone. Someone had to know who the hell the chameleon was. The only problem: he hadn’t seen her true form, which was going to make her identification difficult. At least he had a name.
Kataya Clarke.
Who the hell are you?
Gods, seeing Laurie's face again…
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