"You want something?" she asked.

"You, secured to a wall and glowing with sexual satisfaction," the dashing werespider said, "but given the circumstances, I'll settle for a talk. If you're up to it."

Shamira nodded. "I'm tired and I'm hungry, so make it quick."

"Shane asked me to take over the investigation," he said. "Looking for the morning star trade."

She nodded again. She suspected as much. "Congratulations," she said, not meaning it at all.

"I told him I didn't want it. It's your baby, the ideas are yours --"

"Sebastian, don't cross him because of me. YOU at least have a real future here."

"So do you," he replied....