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This creature had lived so long that pain no longer had the authority to change his mind.

The door opened halfway, and Yoichi came into view.

Well. . .damn.

I wasn’t expecting him to be so fine.

He was tall enough to fill the entrance and broad enough to make the hotel doorway appear badly designed.

His bald head was smooth and brought out his cheekbones, a hard jaw, and full lips that had no business belonging to a creature so wicked and dangerous.

His eyes glowed this goldish-orange, and that alone wrecked my body.

My panties moistened some more.

Of course he wore no shirt, so all I could see was thick muscles and wet, golden-brown skin. His black pants rested low on his hips, and these strange tattoos covered his chiseled six-pack.

Hands.

Tons of black hands gripping his body from every direction.

I leaned forward.

Black magic sparked along those hands.

Wait a minute. That’s not a fucking tattoo. That’s a curse.

I shouldn’t have felt bad, but I did. Probably because I’d been dealing with my own love cursed existence.

Curses were interesting animals. The shape of them were a strong sign of what they bound the object to.

So many hands. . .

I lifted my view to his face. “You’re cursed.”

His voice came out, and it was sexier than in my head. “I am.”

I shivered from the sound. “How did you get cursed?”

“Let’s go to one of your new homes and I’ll answer all of your questions.”

“Listen. . .I’m not your mate. I don’t have a new home or whatever. And you really need to understand that.”

He looked down at the threshold, but still had not crossed it. By now the skin on his hands and arms had healed. “My mate has great magic. This is going to be a bond that the world is not ready for—”

“Listen. You seem like a nice guy. There’s someone out there for you—”

“You like how I look. I can smell how wet you got when you looked at me.”

I parted my lips.

“Your heat is rising. We need to get you back to a place far away from the city so you don’t end up rubbing that beautiful wet pussy on anybody walking by.”

“Heat? Excuse me?”

“Because I’m so old, I’m an alpha fox spirit. Which means my mate will be triggered into an omega—”

“Hey, man.” I picked up my gun. “This has been fun, but now it’s time to go—”