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Copyright ©2008 by kalayna Price
First published in Trade Paperback, 2009
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CONTENTS
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Acknowledgments
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Once Bitten
By Kalayna Price
Chapter 1
In the last ten minutes I’d gone from miserable to totally screwed.
An hour ago I’d thought a city named Haven would be good luck. Now I
wondered who it was supposed to be a haven for—
polar bears and penguins? Next time I snuck aboard a train, I would
remember to check whether it was headed north or south.
The snow-laden streets were the miserable bit; “screwed” began two blocks
back when I picked up the scent of something never meant to exist in the
human world. Well, a something other than me.
A woman cut a beeline through my path, her attention on a curbing taxi. I
stopped. The man behind me didn’t. He shouldered by with a grunt, his
briefcase slamming into my thigh. I scowled after him, but he didn’t look
back, let alone apologize.
I hated crowds. Any one of the bundled-up people trudging down the street
could be hunting me. Of course, that same anonymity protected me. Shivering
inside my over-large coat, I resisted the urge to glance over my shoulder as I
matched pace with the pedestrian traffic. Remaining inconspicuous was key.
A Do Not Walk sign flashed, and the crowd stopped on the corner of Fifth and
Harden. Horns blared and drivers shouted, but despite the green light, there
wasn’t much room for the cars to move. Some of the more impatient foot
traffic wove through the vehicles, earning a one-fingered wave from a cabby
as another car slid into the space that opened in front of him. I debated
crossing, but decided keeping a low profile among the suits on the corner was
safer. Shifting my weight from foot to foot, I held my breath as a city bus
covered us in a dirty cloud of exhaust.
A hand landed on my shoulder.
“Kita Nekai,” a deep voice whispered. “Come with me.”
I froze, unable to turn for fear any movement would betray me into running.
Breathe. I needed to breathe, an impossible task around the lump in my throat.
My first gasp of air brought the hunter’s scent to me, and the skin along my
spine prickled in a response more primal than fear. Damn. Wolf. The blood
rushing through my ears drowned out the street sounds so the crowd moved
silently, in slow motion.
The fingers digging into my shoulder tightened, and my eyes darted to them.
The manicured nails and white cuff peeking out under his brown coat sleeve

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