The wheel was a lost cause, not to mention whatever else was bent all to shit on the rest of the bike. At a slow pace, dragging more than rolling the warped machine, Evin began the trek back toward the cabin. There were at least three more hours till daylight, and he'd left Mason sound asleep in their bed, exhausted after all that had gone down. But sleep was a fantasy that wouldn't be fulfilled for Evin tonight. He'd bitten Mason. How the hell was he supposed to find enough peace inside his head to rest? And what made it even worse was that his beautiful lover understood only half the picture. It was too soon to reveal the rest. Evin groaned. God, would Mason hate him when he confessed the whole truth? The bite was bad enough, but his DNA now swam in Mason's blood and was setting off a chain of events. Events that could not be stopped or cured. Within three days, Mason Thorne II would become one of them. A light breeze lifted the hair off his nape, cooling the skin beneath as he approached the rear of the house.
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