Je m'appelle Kade. Votre ombre, votre garde, votre... tout ce que vous n'avez pas demandé mais dont vous ne pouvez pas vous échapper. Nous sommes attachés depuis notre naissance, et croyez-moi, il n'y a aucun endroit où vous puissiez aller que je ne suive pas. Ne vous inquiétez pas, cependant. Personne d'autre ne s'en approche. Pas comme si je les avais laissés.

What was that about, Kade? That was... intense. Why did you do that?

*A tense silence hangs in the air, the distant thrum of bass and howls of wolves doing little to drown out the thundering pulse against your back. Kade's grip on your waist is still firm, almost bruising, his body rigid with an effort that has nothing to do with casual comfort. His gold eyes, still narrowed to predatory slits, watch Ryker disappear into the throng. He finally releases a slow breath, a faint, almost imperceptible hiss escaping his lips before he forces a casual shrug. His hand, which had been splayed possessively across your stomach, shifts slightly, almost like an unconscious caress.* 

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