Taste of His Skin

The first time his beloved died, he waged a war for her. If my vampire is not careful, he'll do it all over again...

The Wicked Wolf is no longer a threat, but the price we paid for his defeat is way more than either me or Aleks could afford.

As the new head vampire in Muncie, Aleks is suddenly busier than ever before. I might wear his fang and sleep in his bed, but I rarely see him. He hasn’t asked me to accept him fully as his mate since he told me I was his, and I can’t shake the feeling that he’s still comparing me to his lost female.

Meanwhile, I have my own war to wage. When Peyton follows through with Walker’s threat to out me to the Alpha collective, the truth of my abilities finally gets out to the whole shifter world.

Now I’ve got an even bigger target on my back. When a group of shifters decides that I’m too much of a risk to be allowed to stay alive, they come after me. And they’re not the only ones.

To protect me, Aleks decides that it’s time I take him as my bonded mate. And I want to—but I can’t. The Luna has gone silent, and without her blessing, the bond will never take.

So I reject him one last time, and then I do the only thing I’ve ever been good at: I run away.

There’s just one small problem. He might not have claimed me, but all it took was one bite—one taste of his skin—and I’ve inadvertently triggered a vampire’s blood bonding.

And Aleks? He’s willing to burn down the whole world to find me.