Apocalyptic Moon (After the Bane)

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He too gave her a once over and Dirk gritted his teeth. A low growl escaped. Why should sharing her bother him? She was human, a plaything, nothing more.
    The guard glared at Dirk. “Lights out in ten minutes.”
    The second guard, the one in the non-detectible stages of infection waited by the elevator entrance. His skin was warm, but not too feverish. Only a werewolf would notice the subtle scent and skin temperature. The sooner he came down with the infection, the better the odds of escaping. The guards left. At last, alone. She sat on her bed, winced and rubbed her upper thigh. He pressed the intercom. “How are you doing?”
    “The shower stung the hell out my recent bite.”
    He raised a worried brow and flared his nose. “You’re not infected. You really are immune.”
    She moved toward her sink and grabbed her toothbrush. “You think?” He understood her sarcastic tone. She’d been through hell. “Of course, I’m immune.”
    “How did you get bit? Was it on the way to a shower or lab room?”
    She plastered too much toothpaste on her toothbrush. “Every two weeks they bring in a zombie, usually a kid, to bite me. They want to make sure I’m still immune. The last one had braces and I nearly bled to death after they pulled her off.”
    A surge of fury coursed through his blood. If he had a choice, he’d kill Mansfield rather than Jaeger for what he’d done to Dora. Unnecessary torture. His gums tingled as his fangs erupted. Not now. The last thing he wanted to do was frighten her more than she already was. “I promise to…”
    “Shh.” She pointed to the camera. “You best brush your teeth before the lights go out. Trust me, it becomes pitch dark.”
    “Darkness is not a problem.”
    “That’s right, werewolves can see in the dark.” She smiled at him as if humoring him and then brushed her teeth.
    She still didn’t believe him. Can’t wait to prove you wrong . “You got that right.” He followed her lead and brushed his teeth. He found a small bottle of waterless shampoo and shaver on his sink. Why not? He wanted to smell and look clean, for her. Was it because her scent was sweeter than honey? Alluring. Like the scent of a mate. Not one just for hot sex but one he must protect and cherish above others. He shook his head. Must be some after-effect of the wolfsbane or the silver gleipnir collar around his throat, conflicting with his nature. She was just a human. And he, a confirmed player. Born to be wild and never bound to any female, at least for more than a night or two. Even sexy Marla never got him to commit. Still, his sister had taken a human mate, but he, as the male alpha didn’t have that choice. Dirk was already twenty-eight and Talon insisted he soon find a shifter mate, preferably a she-werewolf. He stole a glance at her nice ass as she bent over the sink and spat out toothpaste. Dirk turned away so she wouldn’t notice his swollen beyond reason erection. Must be because he’d gone without sex for nearly a month.
    A computer generated female voice announced, “Lights out in one minute.”
    Dora pulled down her covers and fluffed her pillow before she lay on her back, covering herself to her chin. “Goodnight, Lon Chaney.”
    “Who?”
    “Some werewolf you are. He was one of the first actors to play a werewolf.”
    “Oh, that guy. He looked more like an unshaved bum.” The lights flicked off. Dead dark. Dirk’s night vision switched on. He smiled as she lowered the blanket and exposed her hot curves. If zombies existed, why couldn’t she believe his kind existed? He stood next to the glass. “What the hell kind of a place is this? I can smell and hear zombies everywhere.”
    “Lab Zero. It’s some deep black ops place where they experiment on ways to kill and even find a cure for the zombie contagion. We’ll be taken down to the zombie lab and you can see for yourself.”
    “So you were a doctor? Here?”
    “No.” She squirmed as if the question brought bad

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