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She knew better than to read the rest of the article, but something inside her just wanted to feel kicked this afternoon. God forbid that she ever took pride in her work again… Bred in a lab in South America, these top secret moths are the next generation of military assassins. Now they have escaped the lab and were last seen heading north, straight for the central U. Be on guard. Leo was a short, lean man with long black hair that he always wore in a ponytail. He also had a goatee, cold, gray eyes that never laughed and a strange spider web tattoo on his left hand. He was dressed in a baggy black t-shirt and jeans with a giant Starbucks travel mug at his elbow while he worked. He looked up from his notepad and shrugged.

It was a sensation that could only be felt by a particular nonhuman sect or by humans with highly developed senses. Ravyn Kontis was most definitely not human.

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He'd been born into the world of nocturnal predators who commanded the hidden magicks of the earth-who ruled its darker arts-and he had died as one of their toughest warriors By the hand of his own brother. Now Ravyn walked the earth as something else. Something soulless. Something ferocious and even deadlier than what he'd been before.

There was no heart left inside him. No pity or compassion. Nothing but a pain so deep, so profound, that it lacerated what little humanity he had until there was nothing left but a beast so feral that he knew it would never be tamed again. Leaning his head back, he roared the cry of the angry beast that snarled inside him. The stench of death encircled him just as the blood of his enemies coated every inch of his human flesh. It dripped from his hair and his fingertips in slick rivulets that dappled the battle-trampled earth at his feet.

Then report everything back to me. Is this before or after she drops acid? Leo made an irritated noise. Live a little, Sue. Let go of the venom. Enjoy it. It was hard to Carpe Crap when what she really wanted to do was get her reputation back. Heartsick, she turned around and headed back to her desk as she looked at the blog address in her hand. But before long, she did and there it was… a black page with some hand drawn gothic artwork on a website called deadjournal. The girl, Dark Angel was certainly that.

Her entries showed the typical angst of an average student… who was seriously delusional and in need of years of therapy from between the walls of a padded room.

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Someone please shoot me. So here I was trying to study for my test tomorrow. At first I stupidly thought it was my brother harassing me, until I looked closer at the number and no. Not him.

Really, take my advice and never work for an immortal. They have no respect whatsoever for those of us with finite lives. He could just teleport himself into the house, but back when he made the bargain to become immortal, that ability was taken from him, along with the one that allows him to travel through time.

And why was this taken from him?

One reason. So after I hoof my butt over there to get his sorry ass, what do I find? Yes, you guessed it. That rank bastard and his pranks. A curse of poxes on his head. So fleas. Lots and lots of fleas! So here I am, chugging extra-caffeinated espresso and hoping I stay awake for my test this afternoon.

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Thanks, boss. Appreciate it. You are the best.

Susan let out a tired breath as she rubbed her brow. Oh yeah. The girl needed some serious professional help. But what the hell? Susan cringed at the thought. And even though the shelters were warmed, there was always an odd chill to the air. One that penetrated straight to the bones. Today was no different.

The cat cages were lined along two walls where some of the felines slept while others played, ate or groomed. Only a fool would make that assumption. More than that, its eyes were an eerie shade of black… an unnatural color for such a beast. And if one were really paying attention, he would definitely notice that while the other cats wore plain white collars, this one wore one of silver.

It was a very special collar that caught in light and flashed with a preternatural gleam. And what made it so special?

Certainly not the thinness of its strap or the fact that it had no buckle on it. It was the unseen circuitry that ran along the underside of the silver fabric. A devilish invention by those who wanted some control over the magick of others, this collar kept this particular cat in its current feline form. Ravyn hissed as a man ventured near his cage.

And it was all his fault.

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Damn him and his libido anyway. He looked at the bars on the cage and hissed at the apparent answer. Ash would have a field day with him on this one. Provided he got out of it. So long as he wore the collar, his powers as both a Dark-Hunter and Were-Hunter were seriously restricted.

As an Arcadian Were-Hunter, his natural form was human. To be trapped as a cat during the light of day was both painful and extremely disconcerting. Even with the metriazo collar on that inhibited him from using his paranormal powers, there was only so long he could hold this form before his own magick turned on him and killed him.

Ravyn narrowed his eyes on the tall, blond male veterinarian who was an Apollite. As a rule, most Apollites stayed out of the war that raged between the Daimons and the Dark-Hunters.

After all, that was the whole reason Dark-Hunters had been created. They were the ones who killed the Daimons so that the stolen human souls could be released before the Daimon possession destroyed them.

Not him.

Really, take my advice and never work for an immortal. They have no respect whatsoever for those of us with finite lives. He could just teleport himself into the house, but back when he made the bargain to become immortal, that ability was taken from him, along with the one that allows him to travel through time.

And why was this taken from him? One reason. So after I hoof my butt over there to get his sorry ass, what do I find? Yes, you guessed it. That rank bastard and his pranks. A curse of poxes on his head. So fleas. Lots and lots of fleas!

So here I am, chugging extra-caffeinated espresso and hoping I stay awake for my test this afternoon. Thanks, boss. Appreciate it. You are the best. Oh yeah. The girl needed some serious professional help. But what the hell? Susan cringed at the thought. And even though the shelters were warmed, there was always an odd chill to the air.

One that penetrated straight to the bones. Today was no different. The cat cages were lined along two walls where some of the felines slept while others played, ate or groomed. All except one. Only a fool would make that assumption. More than that, its eyes were an eerie shade of black… an unnatural color for such a beast.

And if one were really paying attention, he would definitely notice that while the other cats wore plain white collars, this one wore one of silver.

It was a very special collar that caught in light and flashed with a preternatural gleam. And what made it so special?

Certainly not the thinness of its strap or the fact that it had no buckle on it. It was the unseen circuitry that ran along the underside of the silver fabric.

A devilish invention by those who wanted some control over the magick of others, this collar kept this particular cat in its current feline form. And that seriously pissed the cat off. Ravyn hissed as a man ventured near his cage. And it was all his fault.

Damn him and his libido anyway. What could one little stroking possibly hurt?

He looked at the bars on the cage and hissed at the apparent answer. Ash would have a field day with him on this one. Provided he got out of it. So long as he wore the collar, his powers as both a Dark-Hunter and Were-Hunter were seriously restricted.