Full Moon Rising (Riley Jenson Guardian 1)

My stomach curled. I threw the rest of my coffee over the balcony, then walked back inside. "What's the plan then?"

Rhoan groaned. "Riley - "

"There's no other way, and we both know it."

"I'm going with her," Quinn said, his gaze challenging Jack

Jack didn't look all that surprised. "I don't think you should. As I said before, I can protect Riley but not you."

"If things go down the tube, your protection won't matter to her or to me."

"True." Jack glanced at me. "I won't bother telling you it'll be rough in there, simply because you know what Talon is capable of better than any of us. I will tell you that no matter what, you do what you have to do to survive. Even if that means killing."

I stared at him for a moment, throat dry, then nodded

"We'll insert microchips under both your armpits so we can track either of you," he continued, "and set you up with weapons. Then I think it's time for you to return home, Riley."

And wait for the net to fall, obviously. "They'll do weapons search, surely."

Jack's sudden grin was devious. "But they'll be looking for weapons that look like weapons."

I raised an eyebrow but didn't bother asking him to explain. I'd see them soon enough anyway

Jack thrust up from the seat and repeated what had to be one of his favorite expressions: "Let's get this show on the road, people."

Walking through the front door of my apartment had never proven so nerve-racking. While I'd sensed no intruders, that didn't mean there couldn't be. After all, I couldn't sense humans, and the things that had attacked Quinn in his apartment had smelled like humans to him

Quinn had stopped at the door, and it wasn't until I'd checked all the rooms that I realized why. He couldn't enter without an invitation

I grinned at him. "You wanna come in?"

"It would be easier to play bait from inside rather than the hall," he said, voice dry. "But remember, there are consequences."

I nodded. "Once invited, never refused."

"Meaning I can come and go as I please, whenever I please."

"Meaning you could come in for a little midnight fun when you're down in Melbourne?"

He gave me a smoky sort of look that could have meant anything. "Maybe."

Couldn't be sad about that, either. "Quinn O'Conor, you are welcome to step over the threshold of my home anytime you please."

He stepped through the door, then took my hand and brushed a kiss across my fingertips. Warmth spread like quicksilver through my body, and deep inside, my soul trembled

"Thank you."

"You're most welcome."

I took my hand from his, then walked into the kitchen and grabbed a soda and a synth blood pack from the fridge. Quinn was standing near the window when I came back out, the early-morning sunlight streaming in through the glass surrounding him in a halo of gold

He accepted the blood pack with a smile, and said, "I can't see any of them."

"You're not supposed to." I dropped my bag and popped the soda. "Rhoan and Jack are guardians, and good at what they do."

I gulped down the soda, then walked back into the kitchen to dump the can into the rubbish bin. Quinn was watching me as I walked back out. "You're favoring your right leg a little. You'd better shift the position of the knife."

"Easier said than done."