to
catch himself from a fall, he shook his head. “When did that happen?”
“Few hours ago. We found her snooping around the compound.”
Oh, Danni. He clutched his aching chest where his heart pounded
for escape. She’d told him she couldn’t give up because of her brother. He
should have given her the information she needed. That would have kept her away
from the compound.
“Hart?”
“I’m here. What are you going to do with her?”
“We tossed her in a cage. Will make for some excitement in a
few weeks after the UV sickness kicks in.”
The blood games. Bloody hell. No sane punishment for a woman,
let alone, a vampire of any persuasion.
“I should be the one to interrogate her,” he summoned quickly.
Anything to put him close to her, to gain control of this crazy turn of
events.
“Maybe. Hart, you didn’t know the vamp you pursued was a
chick?”
“The suspect was wearing all black, including a skull
mask.”
“Uh, sure, but—”
“I’ll be there soon, Tony.” He slapped the cell phone shut and
turned to find a man he recognized standing in the open doorway to Danni’s
apartment. “Slater.”
Rushing the vamp, Hart grabbed him by the lapels of his
expensive suit and slammed his spine against the door frame. “You bastard! You
did this to her!”
“Chill out, wolf. What the hell is a werewolf doing in Danni’s
home?” He cocked a sly look toward the floor. “With roses?” His slimy gaze moved
up Hart’s form and landed his neck. “Ah, you’ve been bitten. Romancing the fang,
buddy? No wonder Danni failed this job. She’s been playing for the wrong team—”
His last word was cut off with another slam against the frame.
“You changed her against her will, and now you threaten her
brother’s life to keep her in line.” He rammed a punch into the vampire’s gut
and the man bent forward, groaning. Gripping him by the hair, Hart slammed him
backward again and fisted his jaw.
Slater yelped and spat his blood at Hart, hitting him on the
cheek. The smell of it made him growl. “Rough me up, man. You’re signing the
brother’s death warrant.”
“You!” He kneed the vamp in the thigh to effectively pin him.
“Will not go near David Weber. Danni has been taken by pack Levallois, and they
are going to use her in the blood games.”
“No way. I never wanted that for her.”
“Yeah, well you sent her in to nose around the pack, what did
you expect? She wasn’t cut out for what you commanded of her. She’s too new,
barely comfortable with vampirism. Arsehole.”
“Apparently she’s comfortable enough to claim herself a
wolf.”
He slammed a fist into the vampire’s gut for changing Danni
against her will.
“From this moment,” he said forcefully, “you will leave her
alone. She’s out of your tribe, got that? Danni no longer does your dirty
work.”
“Who’s going to stop me?”
Hart gripped the vamp under the jaw and closed his hand over
the windpipe. Wouldn’t kill him, but the man sputtered and clawed at the wall
behind him as he lifted him from the floor. He willed down his canines and
watched the vampire’s eyes grow wide at sight of the thick teeth.
“My bite will not get you off,” he said. “It’ll tear out your
veins and rip out a big chunk of your face. Want to try me?”
“Fine! She’s out of the tribe. She’s worthless anyway.”
Hart slammed the vamp hard against the wall, making him choke
up more blood. “And if you harm one hair on her brother’s head I will rip your
head from your neck. Tell me you understand, longtooth.”
Slater nodded, wincing as blood drooled from his mouth. “You
going to get her out of the games?”
“What happens to Danni isn’t your concern anymore.” He shoved
the vamp out into the hallway, and Slater caught his palms against the opposite
wall. “Get the hell out of my air. I’m feeling the werewolf wanting to get
loose.”
“The bitch is all yours.”
“And her brother?” Hart called after
catch himself from a fall, he shook his head. “When did that happen?”
“Few hours ago. We found her snooping around the compound.”
Oh, Danni. He clutched his aching chest where his heart pounded
for escape. She’d told him she couldn’t give up because of her brother. He
should have given her the information she needed. That would have kept her away
from the compound.
“Hart?”
“I’m here. What are you going to do with her?”
“We tossed her in a cage. Will make for some excitement in a
few weeks after the UV sickness kicks in.”
The blood games. Bloody hell. No sane punishment for a woman,
let alone, a vampire of any persuasion.
“I should be the one to interrogate her,” he summoned quickly.
Anything to put him close to her, to gain control of this crazy turn of
events.
“Maybe. Hart, you didn’t know the vamp you pursued was a
chick?”
“The suspect was wearing all black, including a skull
mask.”
“Uh, sure, but—”
“I’ll be there soon, Tony.” He slapped the cell phone shut and
turned to find a man he recognized standing in the open doorway to Danni’s
apartment. “Slater.”
Rushing the vamp, Hart grabbed him by the lapels of his
expensive suit and slammed his spine against the door frame. “You bastard! You
did this to her!”
“Chill out, wolf. What the hell is a werewolf doing in Danni’s
home?” He cocked a sly look toward the floor. “With roses?” His slimy gaze moved
up Hart’s form and landed his neck. “Ah, you’ve been bitten. Romancing the fang,
buddy? No wonder Danni failed this job. She’s been playing for the wrong team—”
His last word was cut off with another slam against the frame.
“You changed her against her will, and now you threaten her
brother’s life to keep her in line.” He rammed a punch into the vampire’s gut
and the man bent forward, groaning. Gripping him by the hair, Hart slammed him
backward again and fisted his jaw.
Slater yelped and spat his blood at Hart, hitting him on the
cheek. The smell of it made him growl. “Rough me up, man. You’re signing the
brother’s death warrant.”
“You!” He kneed the vamp in the thigh to effectively pin him.
“Will not go near David Weber. Danni has been taken by pack Levallois, and they
are going to use her in the blood games.”
“No way. I never wanted that for her.”
“Yeah, well you sent her in to nose around the pack, what did
you expect? She wasn’t cut out for what you commanded of her. She’s too new,
barely comfortable with vampirism. Arsehole.”
“Apparently she’s comfortable enough to claim herself a
wolf.”
He slammed a fist into the vampire’s gut for changing Danni
against her will.
“From this moment,” he said forcefully, “you will leave her
alone. She’s out of your tribe, got that? Danni no longer does your dirty
work.”
“Who’s going to stop me?”
Hart gripped the vamp under the jaw and closed his hand over
the windpipe. Wouldn’t kill him, but the man sputtered and clawed at the wall
behind him as he lifted him from the floor. He willed down his canines and
watched the vampire’s eyes grow wide at sight of the thick teeth.
“My bite will not get you off,” he said. “It’ll tear out your
veins and rip out a big chunk of your face. Want to try me?”
“Fine! She’s out of the tribe. She’s worthless anyway.”
Hart slammed the vamp hard against the wall, making him choke
up more blood. “And if you harm one hair on her brother’s head I will rip your
head from your neck. Tell me you understand, longtooth.”
Slater nodded, wincing as blood drooled from his mouth. “You
going to get her out of the games?”
“What happens to Danni isn’t your concern anymore.” He shoved
the vamp out into the hallway, and Slater caught his palms against the opposite
wall. “Get the hell out of my air. I’m feeling the werewolf wanting to get
loose.”
“The bitch is all yours.”
“And her brother?” Hart called after
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