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that never led him astray before, but duty called, and Miles would be
perfectly safe here.
 Miles, promise me you ll stay in the house?
Miles rolled his eyes.  Where would I go? It s ten o clock at
night.
Ben placed his hands on either side of Miles s face.  Promise
me.
A twinkle lit up his mate s eyes.  I promise. Now go so you can
get back and we can explore this mating thing together.
Miles dropped his gaze and chewed on his lower lip. Ben s breath
got stuck in his chest. Could Miles be ready to make that
commitment? He remembered how to breathe again and pulled his
mate into a hard, forceful kiss. This was only the beginning for him
and Miles.
The rumbling from Miles s moan brought him back to his senses,
and he pulled back from Miles.  I ll be back. Ben dropped one more
kiss to his mate s forehead.  Stay in the inside. Jensen and Cabot will
keep look out around the house.
 Yes sir. Miles saluted him.
 Wise ass. Ben chuckled as he turned to leave. He still had an
odd feeling inside him that something didn t seem right, but it had to
be nerves for finally putting an end to Malcolm once and for all.
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Chapter Seven
 So, cuz, what are we going to do now?
Miles looked up at his cousin as he walked into the dining room.
He still sat on top of the table, absently tracing his fingertip across his
lips and remembering Ben s mouth upon his. The man had just left,
and he already missed him.
Pushing his needy thoughts away, he could function without Ben
around. He had survived twenty-one years without him. He could go a
few hours without the man he was beginning to love being around.
Miles shrugged.  We could pop some popcorn and watch a movie.
What do ya say, little man?
Trevor started to walk toward the kitchen.  You keep calling me
little, and I m going to show you little. He spun on his heel and
punched at the air.  I got moves that will make you cry like a bitch.
He looked at his cousin dancing around like a crazed boxer,
getting ready to go three rounds. Laughter slowly bubbled up from his
chest as he watched the show in front of him. The ringing of the
doorbell ceased his laughter.
 Who could that be?
Miles shook his head.  I m not sure.
He started to head for the door, but Trevor s hand on his shoulder
stopped him. Miles turned to look at his cousin.
 Are you sure it s safe? I mean, the guys just left. Doesn t it seem
odd someone would be coming over now?
Miles took a minute to think about it but thought it a silly notion.
They had two shifters outside watching the house. If danger came a
calling, the guys outside would have sent some sort of warning.
Miles s Awakening 69
 Trevor, relax. Ben said he had Jensen and Cabot outside keeping
watch. They wouldn t let anything happen to us. At his cousin s
furrowed brow, he reached out and squeezed his shoulder.  Stop
worrying. Go to the kitchen and start the popcorn, and I ll get the
door.
Trevor s eyes darted to the door when the doorbell rang again.
 Okay. I guess I am a little jumpy. Sure you don t want me to go with
you?
Miles shook his head.  I think I can handle opening up a door all
by myself. He chuckled when Trevor flipped him the finger.
Trevor turned and headed to the kitchen. Miles waited until he
was out of sight then walked toward the front door. He looked out the
peephole and saw a man with his back to the door wearing a ball cap
turned around backward. Miles recognized the hat as Jensen s from
dinner, a Red Sox cap.
Feeling more at ease, Miles punched in the alarm code to the front
door. He pulled it open and froze in fear at the steely-black stare that
met his eyes when the man turned around.
 Hello again, Miles. Miss me?
Miles s brain started to work again, but he wasn t fast enough to
get the door shut. He spun around to run away but got held up short.
Malcolm had grabbed him around the waist with an iron grip.
 Did you really think you could get away from me?
Miles s skin crawled as the light breath of Malcolm s laughter
fanned his skin. He was caught. Malcolm had outsmarted Ben and his
men, and he was now at the mercy of this deranged killer.
He jerked his head to the side when he heard a bowl fall to the
floor. Trevor. Miles had almost forgot he wasn t alone in this giant
house. Going on complete instinct, he did the only thing he could
think of.
 Trevor, run! Miles shouted as loud as he could and doubled his
efforts to fight Malcolm s hold. He had to get away. God only knew
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what would happen to him let alone his cousin, if Malcolm took them
from this house.
 Miles, Miles, Miles. Malcolm made a tsking sound.  My sweet,
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