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I’ve become used to these guys, though I really stay away when Nikolai is in his murder-spree mood or when Jeremy’s voice changes. But no matter how much I’m used to them, they’re still Heathens and could and would turn lethal. A strong hand wraps around my wrist and brings me down on a hard surface. I release a surprised sound when I drop on Killian’s lap. He releases my wrist and wraps a possessive hand around my waist. Chill-inducing warmth covers my skin. It’s weird how someone so cold can give this feeling of…peace. “Is it just me or are you here early?” “I was around, so I figured I would come.” I stare back at the guys. “Didn’t know I would be in for a pool show.” His fingers tilt my chin and make me face him. “Eyes on me if you don’t want to be in for a bloodbath instead.” I swallow, Cherry’s earlier words stabbing me all at once. “I’m assuming that’s not an empty threat and you’re actually contemplating murder.” “You assume correctly.” A ball the size of my fist gathers in my