The insistent buzz of an emergency alarm echoed through the line. She recalled the message. “It didn’t make sense, Chief.” Reeva crossed her arms and shrugged her shoulders. “To either one of us.” Mase glared at Azros, flesh tinged violet. She almost called him down, but thought better of it. Being stunned hurt like a son-of-a-bitch. He stalked away from them. A light growl rumbled from Azros. She pinched the bridge of her nose and prayed for patience. “He is not a threat. I don’t fuck my subordinates, and I sure as hell wouldn’t fuck with my security team. If you don’t back the hell off, I’m going to shoot you, tie you up, and leave you here.” Azros gripped her shoulders and leaned so close she could see the golden tips of long black eyelashes. “I can only control my instincts so far, Kendra. Stay away from men until this madness leaves me, or I don’t know what could happen.” He kissed her. A melding of heat and possession. This kiss was a statement. She bit his lip and he purred.
