Chance for a Dance | Just a Kiss GxB Paranormal Romance

My kidnapper must have been radioing for reinforcements, because just as I started to get my hopes up, men in dark suits rushed in from all directions.

I didn't know what else to do. I ran for the fence.

Now, if I were anybody else, this probably would have been a problem. Maybe this is where it would have ended. But I wasn't just anybody. I had demon blood. And so did Chance, who leapt off his motorcycle and vaulted over the fence.

He glared from my bound wrists to the advancing guards. In one swift motion, he cut the rope.

Then he was calling his animus--the demon's familiar--from the light he conjured between his palms.

The lyoken landed lightly on its paws between us and the advancing men, letting out a long, rolling growl, daring them to take a step closer.

The guards must have been merely human, because they stood and stared at the creature that looked half wolf, half lion.
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