The Rogue Hunter's Mate [Paranormal Protection Unit 10] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Honor James

“Should I call the officers who were handling this case and ensure that they watch over her and my assistant?”
    “No, call them, warn them, and have them call the police. If you call the police, they’ll try and convince you to come back into their protection. Besides, they will likely try and trace the call, and since my cell is set up to send them to the base if they manage it, there will be a bunch of seriously pissed-off Changers waiting there. For the record, pissing off a bunch of Dragons, Wolves, Cats, and various others, never a good plan especially right before they all get off duty,” he told her, sliding the sandwiches out to cut them and plate them. Carrying the plates to the counter, he slid one across to her and sat down with his. “Make the calls and then eat up.”
    She nodded and began to make the calls. Getting Dr. Abrams first, she explained the situation quickly and succinctly. Getting the woman’s agreement to contact the police she then made a call to her assistant. Thankfully the woman was now dating a cop so he would keep her safe, that she was sure of. Closing the phone, she rubbed her temples lightly and nodded. “All right. They are the only ones that I’m even somewhat close to so it should be good now.”
    Nodding, he took a bite of his sandwich. He didn’t tell her that anyone she even had the smallest contact with would be in danger, from the person that made her coffee at the cafe to the cashier at the local store that wished her a good day. Basically anyone that she’d been seen with and had even the most minute contact with could be a potential next victim. “Then you should eat and we’ll get you set up in a room to sleep. It’s been a long day for you and I’m sure the adrenalin is likely down to the last drops about now.”
    “You have no idea.” It had been a shitty day from start to finish and now she was ready to go to bed and forget everything. She had drunk the hooch that Zaidu had offered her and was feeling warmer now, so that was a bonus. Taking a bite of the sandwich he had made for her, she sighed happily. “Thank you for making me a grilled cheese. I really do appreciate it.”
    “No problem,” he told her, finishing off his sandwich. Getting up, Z filled the sink with some hot soapy water and dumped the pan, spatula, and his plate into the water. “When you’re finished up, no hurry by the way, we’ll get you a room, find you some towels and a few necessities of life and hopefully you can sleep. Before we do that I’ll give you an abbreviated tour so you know where you can find me if you need to at any point tonight.”
    “As long as I know where my bed is and where the bathroom is I’m good for tonight.” If she could sleep that was. It might be time for some sleeping pills. It might be the only way she could get some sleep and that truly sucked.
    “Uh-huh,” he muttered softly as he watched her picking at the sandwich. “If you want to take that with you and finish it before you go to bed feel free,” he said. She likely would prefer being out of his company. Not many liked being around him the best of days. And considering the day they’d had—he could only imagine.
    “No I’m fine eating it here.” She looked up at him and cocked her head to the side. “I guess I’m just thinking of what it’s going to take for me to actually go to sleep tonight. I have a feeling it’s going to be a wine and sleeping pills kinda night,” she admitted to him. “And if you hear me scream, just know that it’s really okay. Sometimes the nightmares come and it’s just…” She shrugged. “Especially after what happened today I wouldn’t be surprised if they came back.”
    Leaning on the counter he lifted a brow. “You tell me you’ll likely be screaming the house down and then tell me don’t worry about it, ‘it’s really okay’? Lady, you need to work on your delivery of such information. That ain’t okay,” he muttered. Shaking his head,