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Noah I couldn’t get her out of my mind. It didn’t matter what I tried to focus on, my eyes strayed to the cameras on my computer screen, locked onto her desk. She’d been sitting outside my office for the past few hours, working as usual, though more reserved than ever before. At least the paranoia had subsided a little. And she hadn’t attacked any more of my workers… yet. My fingers pulled at the knot around my throat, slipping along the soft material of my tie. The beast inside me, shifting, was always alert to her presence. Her scent was everywhere. There was no escaping it. No escaping her. I was so screwed. She was human. A human that probably didn’t know people like me existed—which was for the better. There’d be no way in hell I could ever bring her into this world. Especial