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“I know. I’ve seen surveillance photos of you. I thought vampires couldn’t be recorded.” Her nipples tightened and she was getting uncomfortably wet, especially when his eyes dropped to her chest.
“I wanted to be seen.”
“Why?”
“I like to feed off of terror as well as blood.”
“Charming.”
He gave a half shrug. “You asked.”
“What did you do to piss off the Vasiles?”
“How did you come to be here?” he countered.
She guessed two could play at that game, but he seemed to be managing his arousal better than she was.
“My friend Chrissy. She was attacked. Murdered. Drained dry. And then her body disappeared from the morgue.” It was hard to talk. All she wanted to do was rub up against him like a cat in heat.
“She wasn’t the first,” he said, rubbing his hand over his jaw and looking away from her.
“Did you kill them?” she asked meekly.
His head whipped back to her. “Of course not. I’m not that sloppy.”
“Of course not,” she repeated, staring at his mouth. She wanted to kiss him. Shaking her head to clear it, she realized that the pheromone scent was getting more intense. “Chrissy came to me as a vampire and told me that the Vasile family was behind her murder. She couldn’t go to the cops because, well, she was dead, and she was afraid of what they would do to her. She said she had proof, but I had to go with her to the warehouse on Eighth Street to see it for myself.”
“So you went with a newly turned vampire, alone?”
She shuddered. His voice felt like a caress against her skin. “Hindsight being twenty-twenty, not my brightest move. Anyway, Chrissy disappeared, but I did get to hear that small conversation I told you about before I was knocked out.”
The mating drive is almost impossible to resist.
Oh shit.
“She did her job like a good little thrall,” he said.
“We were friends. Why would she set me up?”
“She might not have had a choice. Newly created vampires are susceptible to mind control from the family line that turned them.”
A wave of dizziness washed over her. The pheromones were growing stronger, more insistent. She could feel her resolve weakening, her body crying out for... something. Someone.
“What about you? Why are you here?” Keri forced herself to concentrate.
“I was sent to kill Anatole Vasile.”
He was the head of the crime family. Or, she guessed, vampire clan.
“Why?”
“He was sloppy in obtaining new vampires.”
The murders.
“When I failed, my clan couldn’t acknowledge my mission or there would be war. Vasile missed his chance to kill me when I was captured. If he had killed me in battle, it would have been justified. If he kills me as his prisoner, it’s war."
"Why didn’t he kill you?"
