Wulf's Redemption (Borne Vampires Book 3)

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where you slept. How
long did you bleed while we were walking?”
    “Couple of hours, maybe.” His anger swiftly
shifted to hurt. “Alex, I didn’t want you to worry.”
    “Didn’t want me to worry?” he repeated, staring at
her as if she had lost her mind. “You are my responsibility! If you died, I
could never forgive myself, nor would your mother!”
    “I’m sorry. I won’t hold back next time. I
promise!” She bit her lip, pleading with him to not be mad at her.
    Silent, he stood and walked a few feet away before
putting his hands on his hips and stared out into the woods. Sighing, she knew
she’d messed up with him … again.
    Flashes of the white wolf, the townspeople, Lisle
Breber brought back her dream. Aldric. Alex had a brother. His twin brother! What happened to Aldric? Had she
actually gone inside Alex’s mind? Or was it the other way around? Had he
entered hers? Either way, he was reliving his time at Magdeburg.
    The
children!
    Was
an actual wolf stealing them or a man dressed in wolf skins taking the children?
Why had Aldric disappeared? Why did he hide from Alex? Her questions had to
wait as hunger for blood rose sharp and merciless, making her sick, wanting to
dry heave. To her relief, Alex returned to her.
    “You
need blood.” Taking a seat on the ground beside her, he offered her his wrist.
    “No,”
she shook her head wearily, “I can’t drain you, too.”
    “Kai,
you must take my blood or you will die.”
    She
saw he was scared and felt terrible about how she had treated him in London. Here
he was, still protecting her, taking care of her. “Alex, I … I’m sorry.”
    “For
what?” he asked, bemused.
    “For
being weak and such a rotten burden on you when you are hurt yourself.” Miserable,
dirty, and starving, she wanted to bawl.
    “No,
you are not weak, nor have you ever been a burden to me. Feed. Take what you
need. I will be fine.”
    There
was no use in denying her hunger. She felt her fangs drop as she took his hand
in hers. Long, lean fingers, strong and powerful, yet he always handled her
gently. Kai desperately wanted to know what his hands felt like gripping her,
his fingers playing along her skin. Being so close to him, feeling his body’s
heat, breathe in the masculine scent emanating from Alex wreaked havoc on her
worn out senses.
    A
small, wicked smile escaped her and she shifted closer to him, sliding her hand
up his chest, feeling the muscles beneath the thin material of his shirt, along
his neck to cup his strong jawline. Alex stared at her, his eyes half-closed as
she sat on her knees, leaned into him as she placed her other hand on his
shoulder and drew him to her.
    Alex
jerked back, shaking his head. “No. I told you, I’m not what you want.”
    “You want me to feed or not?” His eyes narrowed
suspiciously as he slowly nodded. “Then I choose where I want
to feed. And I want to feed from here.” She caressed his neck with her
fingertips, the pulse below his ear jumping at her light touch.
    “Dammit, Kai, you play with fire,” he warned huskily.
    Leaning closer till they touched, her breasts
pressing his chest, she nuzzled his throat. Scraping her teeth against his
skin, enjoying the tensing of his powerful muscles, Kai slid her fingers
through the thick, silky strands of his hair, pulling him closer to her. Her
body throbbed, need twisted inside her. She desperately wanted to kiss him, the
knowledge she’d never felt his lips against hers made her bold. Her mouth
hovered close to his, their breath exchanging so close they were. She searched
his eyes, seeing his desire match hers. Leaning closer she almost kissed him
when Alex jerked back, breaking the spell.
    “Take my blood before I change my mind,” he
snapped, anger pulsing from his rigid body in punishing waves.
    Disappointed, Kai sank her teeth in the soft
tissue at the curve of his throat, her lips closing over the wound. Taking only
enough to get some fresh blood in her, she released him and

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