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The second I parked my Harley inside the garage and turned off the engine, I felt it—an essence so strong the hairs on my skin rose. Hel's Mist! Where was it coming from? How come I hadn’t sensed it earlier?

I could sense one of us from a mile away, but this one was different. It was as though it vibrated on a different frequency.

Removing my sunglasses, I studied the houses in the cul-de-sac. Perfect little houses with perfect little lawns. A curtain moved at a window across from the street then fell into place. Add nosey neighbors, my worst nightmare. It had been awhile since we lived in a small town like Kayville, Oregon. Andris was going to hate it. I grinned at the thought, imagining the look on his face.

I removed the piece of paper from under my biker gloves, checked the names of the neighbors. Nosy neighbors were the Rutledges—husband was an ex-marine and the wife a homemaker. No kids. In fact, there were no kids in the cul-de-sac except for the Cooper girl. Perfect. I didn’t want to socialize with any teens except those that I came for.

I sauntered down the driveway. The curtains across the street moved again and I hid a smile. The attention didn’t bother me. I was used to it.

The closer I got to the house next door, the stronger the vibes I’d felt became. The runes on a car in the driveway cinched it. One of us lived here. Still, it didn’t explain the powerful essence.

I pressed the doorbell and waited.

Someone yanked the door open and a girl snapped, “About time you got he…”

Her voice trailed off, hazel eyes widening, pupils dilating, until I could see specks of green in the irises. The kick in the gut feeling surprised me and I sucked in a breath. I’d seen my share of gorgeous women, but something about this one…

She had expressive eyes, fragile features including the most kissable lips I’d seen on any woman in centuries—lush and juicy bottom, perfectly shaped top. The freckles dotting her nose added something to her looks. My fingers itched to reach out and stroke them. I was a lips man, but a complete sucker for freckles, which didn’t explain the sudden urge to bolt. I didn’t run from women, period! Her essence was the one I’d sensed. It was strong. Different. Like nothing I’d ever encountered before. Why would a Mortal have such a unique essence?

“I’m looking for Eirik Seville,” I said impatiently.

She closed her eyes tight and then quickly opened them and gave me a once over, her eyes lingering on my face and hair with such intensity I started to fidget.

Mortal reaction to my presence never failed to amuse me. Half the time they stammered and blushed. The other half, they became tongue-tied. This was the first time things were reversed. This girl made me uneasy. It was as though she could see through the bullshit to the real me, which was ridiculous. She was just a mere Mortal. I was a legend.

*Gasp* Torin's POV love it!!! Thanks for posting this! :)

You are welcome. I'll post another before the release of Immortals

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Ednah wrote: "The second I parked my Harley inside the garage and turned off the engine, I felt it—an essence so strong the hairs on my skin rose. Hel's Mist! Where was it coming from? How come I hadn’t sensed i..."
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