said to get the overgrown leech so worked up.
“How did you get her to talk to you?” Bruce asked, loosening his grip on Jude’s throat.
The moment Jude felt Bruce’s grip ease up, he lifted his body, head butting Bruce as hard as he could, given his position. The blow was hard enough to shift Bruce’s position. Jude rolled from under the huge vampire and jumped to his feet. His eyes glowed red and he positioned himself in a fighting stance.
Bruce stood up, his broken nose quickly healing on its own. He laughed at Jude.
“Demon, I could kill you in three seconds and there is nothing you can do about it.” Bruce laughed again.
Jude tried calling his inner demon to the surface; he would need all the strength he could muster with these handcuffs on.
“I saw you talking to her,” Bruce said, slowly advancing on Jude.
Jude held his position refusing to back down to a leech. If he wasn’t handcuffed this little skirmish would be over.
“Why do you care?” Jude asked, holding his ground, but studying the vampire for weaknesses. “I thought you belonged to the Queen Bitch.”
Bruce smiled menacingly. “Unlike you, I gave her what she wanted. Now that she’s tired of me, I’ve become her trusted servant, free to walk these halls as I please.”
“But not free to leave, huh? Oh, and not free to mate, either,” Jude said, testing his theory. The vampire hissed and teleported to Jude’s side. Jude anticipated the movement and kicked out with his right leg, kicking the vampire into the wall.
Jude resumed his stance and waited for the vamp to make his next move.
“So, she’s your Bride, huh?”
Bruce stood up slowly. “You’re going to pay for that, demon.” Bruce teleported directly behind Jude, a move Jude did not anticipate. Bruce wrapped his large arms around Jude’s throat, squeezing tightly, the action lifting Jude off the floor.
Jude was pissed. The handcuffs inhibited him from using all of his strength. He allowed his claws and his fangs to elongate, and dug his claws into the vampire’s arms, digging deep until he felt bone. As the vampire bellowed in pain, Jude butted the back of his head against the vampires newly healed nose.
Bruce staggered and his grip on Jude’s throat loosened. Jude took advantage of this by retracting his claws from the vamps arms and swiftly turning to face him. Before Jude came face to face with the vamp, he was punched in the neck, the blow sending him flying to his cot. Bruce sagged back against the bars of the cell.
Jude moved to get up; unfortunately, so did Bruce. Before Bruce teleported to Jude, a small hand reached through the bars touching the vampire on the shoulder. Bruce tensed and a bulge formed in his pants. Jude looked away, but didn’t turn his back; he refused to turn his back to an enemy.
He was right, Faede belonged to the vampire. Bruce teleported out of the cell and reappeared behind the chameleon. Jude watched as the jealous vampire and his mate disappeared. He would have been worried, but he knew Faede could handle herself. Before Bruce disappeared with her, she looked at him and he heard her talking in his head again.
“I’m sorry for the pain my vampire inflicted on you. His soul is disturbed and he is filled with anger. The life he lived has not been an easy one, but now that he has found me, things will be different. I will help him remember what life is like without pain.”
The tiny, soul snatcher was about to say more before her jealous vamp took her away to who knows where. Jude knew Bruce wouldn’t hurt her, it was damn near impossible for a male to hurt his mate. It would be like stabbing a dagger into your own chest and twisting it, damn near impossible.
Jude got up and rubbed his throat. He wanted to get the hell out of these cuffs and soon. He stretched his aching body. Lack of working out made him a little rusty in the fight department. If his old team would have seen him now, they would laugh at his lackluster
“How did you get her to talk to you?” Bruce asked, loosening his grip on Jude’s throat.
The moment Jude felt Bruce’s grip ease up, he lifted his body, head butting Bruce as hard as he could, given his position. The blow was hard enough to shift Bruce’s position. Jude rolled from under the huge vampire and jumped to his feet. His eyes glowed red and he positioned himself in a fighting stance.
Bruce stood up, his broken nose quickly healing on its own. He laughed at Jude.
“Demon, I could kill you in three seconds and there is nothing you can do about it.” Bruce laughed again.
Jude tried calling his inner demon to the surface; he would need all the strength he could muster with these handcuffs on.
“I saw you talking to her,” Bruce said, slowly advancing on Jude.
Jude held his position refusing to back down to a leech. If he wasn’t handcuffed this little skirmish would be over.
“Why do you care?” Jude asked, holding his ground, but studying the vampire for weaknesses. “I thought you belonged to the Queen Bitch.”
Bruce smiled menacingly. “Unlike you, I gave her what she wanted. Now that she’s tired of me, I’ve become her trusted servant, free to walk these halls as I please.”
“But not free to leave, huh? Oh, and not free to mate, either,” Jude said, testing his theory. The vampire hissed and teleported to Jude’s side. Jude anticipated the movement and kicked out with his right leg, kicking the vampire into the wall.
Jude resumed his stance and waited for the vamp to make his next move.
“So, she’s your Bride, huh?”
Bruce stood up slowly. “You’re going to pay for that, demon.” Bruce teleported directly behind Jude, a move Jude did not anticipate. Bruce wrapped his large arms around Jude’s throat, squeezing tightly, the action lifting Jude off the floor.
Jude was pissed. The handcuffs inhibited him from using all of his strength. He allowed his claws and his fangs to elongate, and dug his claws into the vampire’s arms, digging deep until he felt bone. As the vampire bellowed in pain, Jude butted the back of his head against the vampires newly healed nose.
Bruce staggered and his grip on Jude’s throat loosened. Jude took advantage of this by retracting his claws from the vamps arms and swiftly turning to face him. Before Jude came face to face with the vamp, he was punched in the neck, the blow sending him flying to his cot. Bruce sagged back against the bars of the cell.
Jude moved to get up; unfortunately, so did Bruce. Before Bruce teleported to Jude, a small hand reached through the bars touching the vampire on the shoulder. Bruce tensed and a bulge formed in his pants. Jude looked away, but didn’t turn his back; he refused to turn his back to an enemy.
He was right, Faede belonged to the vampire. Bruce teleported out of the cell and reappeared behind the chameleon. Jude watched as the jealous vampire and his mate disappeared. He would have been worried, but he knew Faede could handle herself. Before Bruce disappeared with her, she looked at him and he heard her talking in his head again.
“I’m sorry for the pain my vampire inflicted on you. His soul is disturbed and he is filled with anger. The life he lived has not been an easy one, but now that he has found me, things will be different. I will help him remember what life is like without pain.”
The tiny, soul snatcher was about to say more before her jealous vamp took her away to who knows where. Jude knew Bruce wouldn’t hurt her, it was damn near impossible for a male to hurt his mate. It would be like stabbing a dagger into your own chest and twisting it, damn near impossible.
Jude got up and rubbed his throat. He wanted to get the hell out of these cuffs and soon. He stretched his aching body. Lack of working out made him a little rusty in the fight department. If his old team would have seen him now, they would laugh at his lackluster
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