ACHILLES
The crunch of gravel underfoot reminded Achilles of what he was about to do. He didn"t normally respond this way to women on MatchMater. He"d meet them at a restaurant, or maybe even a club. They wouldn"t even make it back to either of their bedrooms before clothes were shed.
But this one was different. The pretty brunette wasn"t his normal type either. And apparently, she was getting him to break all of his rules.
He reached out and knocked on the door. At least the neighbourhood seemed good. He wasn"t likely to die here. Not that it was a real risk. The moment he was threatened, he could simply shift into his other form and destroy whatever it was that put him at risk.
Even if it would expose shifters to the world.
The door swung open, revealing a woman who looked exactly l
