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Chapter 10

Dyson sank to the bed, god his heart was aching. He felt like complete shit, he was such a terrible person. He had hurt her, bad, he knew that, but they couldn't be together, it just wasn't possible. She was a human and he could hurt her, what if he lost control one night and bit her, or what if she got caught in the middle of this crazy thing he called his life. He could not live with himself if something happened to his human.

"My human." He said to himself, he snorted with a laugh. She would never be his human, it was true, and there were so many feelings there for the girl he just didn't know what to do with all of them. It was best that he just push her away, the further she was from him the safer she would be. Kenzi held a grudge, he knew that, best way to keep her away was to make her mad, and he had succeeded.

"What the hell D?" Hale asked walking into the room, his hands in his pockets. Dyson looked up to his friend.

"What?" Dyson asked as he stood from the bed. He was feeling a lot better, his limbs working fine, his wounds healing quickly.

"Why did a crying pissed off Kenzi just run out of the house, and what in the hell where you two fighting about, and did I hear something about sexual relations?" Hale asked smiling. Dyson shook his head slowly and paced back and forth.

"I had to do it man, she got to close." He said frowning.

"Isn't that how it always works with us D? Roaming around from bed to bed. Whenever someone gets close we freak out and end it. Personally I'm getting a little tired of it, tired of roaming. I'd like to settle down one day. With another Fae, maybe even a human. Have some little human babies." He smiled and kicked the floor. Dyson raised his eyebrows and looked up at Hale.

"Go somewhere." He said smiling. Hale chuckled, "I'm just saying man, it'd be nice. Besides, how hot is Kenzi? I mean, did you see her tonight?" Hale smiled. When Dyson felt the growl rise in his chest he quickly stopped it. Basic instincts, his wolf loved Kenzi, and it had those intense jealous emotions when it came to someone else talking about her.

"Yeah, she looked good." He said nodding.

"Good, come on D, that's all you got? How about great, sexy, rock my world hot." Hale said as he smiled some more.

"Hale." Dyson warned.

"There we go, there's that protective wolf I'm so used to hearing. So tell me this, if your wolf feels so strongly for Kenzi, why are you over thinking it. Why are you letting your head get in the way of what your heart wants?" Hale said removing his hands from his pockets. Dyson smirked at him, "That's deep man." He said. Hale nodded and laughed.

"I can be deep. Real deep." Hale said.

"I'm sure you can." He said. Hale patted Dyson on the back and left the room leaving Dyson to his thoughts. Hale was right a lot of the time, and this was one of those times. He shook his head and sat back down on the bed dropping his head into his hands.

Kenzi was awe struck as the limo pulled up to one of the finest restaurants in the city. Yeah limo, he had sent a limo to pick her up, she was impressed already. The driver came around to her door and helped her out taking her hand in his. Kenzi smiled and wanted to giggle as a man in a lovely suit met her at the limo and took her arm. It was not Patrick but she guessed he was just an escort. He led her to the hostess area. The older lady at the desk smiled at her happily.

"You must be Patrick's guest. Dylan please take her to Patrick's table." She nodded to the boy that had her arm. He moved quickly and Kenzi stumbled unexpectedly but regained her composure and followed along. Kenzi looked around the large restaurant and felt out of place. This place was major swanky. He led her around a corner to a more private area, not really that private, it was filled with people, but it was secluded from the rest of the place. She spotted Patrick immediately as he stood noticing her. Dylan walked her right up to the table and Patrick pulled her chair out. Dylan released her arm and walked away quickly. She smiled as she sat down.

"I'm glad you made it." Patrick said sitting down across from her.

"Yeah, I got held up for a minute by my roommate, but I made it." Kenzi smiled explaining her tardiness.

"Are you alright, you seem a little frazzled, and your flushed, possibly from tears." He said leaning forward and taking her hand which was placed on the table. She smiled as he did so and looked up meeting his eyes.

"Had a little argument with my mom, I'm fine though." She said. He smiled to her and held her hand in his palm softly.

"Promise?" he asked as a large bottle of wine came to the table.

"I promise, and wow." She said noticing the bottle of wine. She looked it over quickly, Kenzi knew her wines.

"Is that?" she asked leaning forward and looking closely reading the letters clearly.

"Yes it is." He smiled as the waiter poured their classes. It was Dom Perignon Romane Conti 1997, the most expensive wine Kenzi had ever seen. Coming close to $1,600 dollars per bottle. She was truly impressed.

"Ma'am, would you like more?" the waiter asked. Kenzi looked to her glass and shook her head.

"Plenty for now." She said smiling. She was about to pee her pants waiting for the wine to hit her throat.

"Are you ready to order Sir or would you like a few more moments?" a young girl walked up next to the table smiling.

"Yes, we're ready. Two lobster dinners." He said handing her the menus.

"And would you like that five or seven course Sir?" she asked scribbling on the pad.

"Seven, and please do keep the wine coming." He said nodding to her. She nodded and took the menus and walked away. Kenzi raised her eye brows at him.

"Seven courses?" she stumbled. She could eat a lot, but seven courses.

"Two of them are palette cleansers." He smiled to her. She chuckled and lifted the wine to her lips taking a large sip. She wanted to moan as it caressed her mouth and slid down her throat.

"Good wine?" he asked taking a sip of his. "It's so good." She smiled.

"I'm glad you like it. By the way, you look amazing in that dress." He said.

"Thank you, what a gentleman." She smiled and sipped more of the wine. He laughed and shook his head, "There's nothing gentlemanly about telling a girl she looks good in a dress, it's just proper etiquette my dear." He lifted her hand to his lips and kissed the back of it gently, "That's gentlemanly." He said smiling.

Kenzi laughed softly and shook her head a little. She was digging this guy, plus it helped her mood tremendously that he resembled Dyson. She smiled as she imagined Dyson doing these things to her, kissing her hands, complimenting her. She wanted to roll her eyes, she knew it would never happen, and why in the hell was she thinking about Dyson when she had a perfectly good man right in front of her? Stupid Dyson.

Two hours later Kenzi wanted to pass out in her bed. If only Dyson wasn't there. She was full as a tick and very tipsy. "So what exactly do you do for a living?" Kenzi said tipping the glass up and drinking the rest of the wine.

"I am a specialist." He smiled at her from across the table. Kenzi chuckled. "A specialist of what?" she smiled and leaned forward, her elbows coming up to support her increasingly heavy head.

He seemed to mill it over in his head for a few minutes before he spoke. "I'm a sort of lawyer. I help my clients out of situations that could ruin their careers." He smiled.

"Oh so you're like a bad lawyer." Kenzi smiled.

He shook his head and tossed back his last sip of wine. "I'm a good guy, but I can be bad." He smirked.

Kenzi leaned further forward and smiled. "Really now?" she smiled. He wrapped his hand tighter around hers and pulled her closer as he closed the distance between them, he pressed his lips to hers and Kenzi sighed into him. He was a great kisser, but no Dyson. He pulled back and smiled into her eyes.

"You want to get out of here?" he asked. Kenzi smiled and thought for a moment, nothing seeming that clear to her considering her drunken state. She nodded her head and bit her lip a little. He smiled and reached into his breast pocket pulling out his wallet, he pulled out several hundred dollar bills, and placed them on the table. Kenzi tried to count it but he took her hand and pulled her away from the table. Their limo was waiting outside and they slid right in. the driver took off obviously knowing where they were going. Kenzi smiled as he leaned over her and pressed his lips back to her, his hand landed on her waist and held her as his tongue traveled into her mouth. She looped her hands around his neck and held him close to her. "God you taste good." He mumbled dropping his head to her neck and placing soft kissed over her shoulders. "Like wine." She said as she closed her eyes and leaned her head back against the seat. He chuckled and his hand massaged her thigh.

"Yeah, wine, and wolf." he said. Kenzi froze, did he just say wolf? Was she drunkenly hallucinating or did he just say wolf. She chuckled it off thinking she was hearing things as he captured her lips again. He pulled back and smiled down at her.

"Where is he Kenzi?" he asked sweetly. "Where's who?" she asked raising her eyebrows. That wine was something serious.

"Where is Dyson, I know he's your friend, and I know you know where he is. So, where is he?" his tone was harsh as his hand slinked up her body and gripped one of her wrists tightly. Kenzi was suddenly sobered by the words, he was looking for Dyson. The first thought that came to her mind was, Dyson had gotten her in trouble again, that's what she got for going after Dyson look a likes. Her second thought was, who the hell is this guy?

"What are you talking about? Who is Dyson?" she played it off with a smile. He chuckled and his hand wrapped around her throat in a quick jerk.

"Don't play coy with me; it'll just be more painful for you. Tell me where Dyson is, and I let you out here. You'll never see me again." He smiled as his grip tightened slightly. Kenzi shoved hard against him and tried to pull her hands up but he had them down under his body, trapped.

"Let me go, I don't know what you're talking about." Kenzi said.

He rolled his eyes and frowned. "I had really hoped it wouldn't have to come to this." His hand closed tight around her throat cutting off her air supply. Kenzi choked and tried to suck in air but nothing came. She wasn't going to give up Dyson, she didn't care how pissed she was at him, how furious he made her; she wasn't going to let him be killed.

"Where is Dyson?" he asked again. "I…don't…know…a…Dyson." She gasped out the words.

She tried her hands again, pulling and tugging, trying to get some kind of weapon. A phone rang, behind them.

"Pull over Doug." Patrick called to the front seat. The limo came to a halt as he released Kenzi and grabbed up his phone. Kenzi lunged for the door but he reached out grabbing a hand full of her thick hair and jerking her hard against the window, her skull slammed against the window and her head exploded with fire. She sunk down in the seat, blood smearing across the window. He smirked and pressed the phone to his ear.

"Collins." He said into the phone. Kenzi tried to listen but her skull pounded as she lay limply on the seat. Her hand slid down the seat and she clicked open her clutch.

"Great, what's the address?" he said into his phone.

Kenzi slid her hand inside and tugged her phone out. "Got it, thanks." He said. Kenzi unlocked the phone and hit the call button twice, calling the most recent contact in her call log, Hale.

"Now, now." Patrick picked the phone up from the ground and rolled down the window tossing the phone out.

"Let's go Doug." He said looking down at Kenzi. "Headache?" he asked as the limo jerked forward. Kenzi fought the weight of her eyelids as her blood dripped down the seat and onto the floor of the limo. She had had a lot to drink, and her blood was thin, it flowed freely. Her eyes drifted shut as her hand went limp. She wasn't even concerned with the man in front of her anymore.

Hale looked down at his phone curiously. Kenzi had called and right before he was able to answer she'd hung up. He pounded back up the stairs and knocked on the door frame.

"D, you're girl called. What's up?" Hale asked. Dyson was out of the bed punching air, his arms flying back and forth. What he would be doing at home if he were there, using his punching bag.

"What'd she say?" Dyson asked stopping and turning toward Hale.

"Nothing, hung up before I could grab the phone." Hale said stepping further into the room.

Dyson shrugged, "Probably just a butt dial." He said smiling. Hale nodded but hit the redial button and then pressed the phone to his ear. It rang several times before cutting to voicemail. He hung up and tried her again, voicemail again.

"Not answering?" Dyson asked sliding on a shirt and buttoning it up.

"Nope, where are you going?" Hale asked.

"She's probably busy with her date; I'm not going anywhere, downstairs, would prefer not to walk around half naked." Dyson said. Hale nodded and turned away.

"Let me know if she calls back." Dyson called after Hale. He nodded and tossed his hand up, leaving the room.

Kenzi grabbed the hand latched onto her arm and dug her nails in. "Let me go! Help!" she screamed as she was dragged from the limo. She looked around quickly trying to take in her surroundings, downtown, dark, no street lights, police siren in the distance, old abandoned apartment buildings.

"Help!" she screamed. Patrick's hands dug into her arm and drug her further away from the limo. Kenzi slapped him in the back and kicked him, balled up her fists and punched his back.

"Well Kenzi, it was great meeting you, but now that I know where Dyson is it seems you've worn out your welcome" Patrick turned to her and Kenzi heard the distinct click of metal. She looked down and saw the gun in his hand pointed straight at her.

"Hey look, it's cool, just chill, no need for that kind of intensity." Kenzi said quickly, fumbling through her words. He pressed the gun to her stomach and smiled down at her.

"So pretty, such a shame." He said, the gun clicked and fired. The shot rang out through the night sky and Kenzi was stunned, there was no pain at first, just a shock. He let go of her arm and headed back to the limo. Kenzi dropped to her knees her hands coming up to the hole seeping blood from her stomach. Then the pain hit, burning her stomach, burning her whole body. She coughed and dropped forward. "Dyson." She whispered as she felt the light fading from her body. The heat pouring out with the blood. She was getting cold, very cold.