Wulf's Redemption (Borne Vampires Book 3)

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sat back,
frustrated. The man was such a stubborn pain in the ass!
    Would he never give in to his desire for her?
    Alex jumped to his feet and fetched her backpack.
Dropping it beside her, he headed down the trail. She slowly climbed to her
feet, wincing as she placed her hand on the ground to push herself up.
Exhausted already, she wearily followed him.
    How had she connected with him while they slept?
    Last night, in his arms, she felt as if they were back in 1819. She desperately wanted to
ask him what happened to Aldric — the children, if Alex suspected she had been
inside his head he’d shut her out permanently and she couldn’t have that. She
had to find out who was taking the children and why!
    Was Aldric killing them? Had he transformed into a
wolf and taken them while their parents slept? He did not appear to be turning, but Aldric was definitely hiding
something, something he did not want his twin knowing about.
    Then
there was Lisle Breber.
    Jealous
of how beautiful, dainty, and petite Lisle Breber was — everything she wasn’t,
Kai wondered why Alex hadn’t seen how malicious and petty the woman was before
he started an affair with her. Had sex been the only thing on his mind?
Watching him as he walked, she conceded it was a pretty good motive in
overlooking insufferable traits in the one you had the hots for … like Alex’s
stubbornness for example. Lisle was a dangerous woman, one who could influence
others to her whim and she wanted Alex to pay for dumping her, even if it meant
innocent people were being arrested. What happened that left Alex emotionally
scarred and guarded? The only way to find out was to wait for Alex to
let down his guard and show her what transpired. Hating being unable to solve
the mystery, she hitched her backpack and trudged after him.
    The silence began to bug the hell out of her. She tried to reach out to
Mina and found only the awful darkness. She tried to speak to her mom next and
experienced the same thing. Rubbing her arms, cold despite the humid heat, she
glared at the trees, wanting to be out of the wilderness and back with her
family. And blood! Lots and lots of hot blood to drink until she was full and
no longer hurt. Shoving back her self-pity and ignoring her shoulder, she kept
walking.
    Hours
passed and she continued to weaken, barely able to put one foot in front of the
other, praying they would exit the woods soon. Exhaustion drew Alex’s handsome
features into a gaunt mask. He was in bad shape, too.
    An
hour before dawn, Alex declared, “I’m flying us out of here.” Taking her into
his arms, they barely left the ground when his strength failed and they dropped.
    “Argh!”
Kai hit her bad shoulder and rolled to sit. She dumped her backpack and cradled
her arm.
    “I’m
sorry, Kai, I shouldn’t have tried to fly. Did I injury you further?” Alex’s
skin had lost its color and there were dark hollows under his dull green eyes.
    “Alex,
I’ve got nothing left. I just want to go to ground and sleep.”  
    “Yes,
let’s go to ground. Tomorrow, we should encounter a farmhouse or town.”
    Expecting
him to share a grave with her, he disappointed her by making two. Without a
word, she crawled into hers and swept the dirt over her. Hoping to find out who
the killer was,, she shut down.
    No
such luck. No dreams. Irritated, she pushed back the dirt and crawled out of
her grave.
    Not a single glimpse into Alexander Wulf’s past. Hungry and
exhausted, she watched Alex as he struggled out of his grave. Dropping her head
in defeat, she wanted to cry, unable to as the moisture in her body was gone,
the blood in her veins nearly gone. Soon, her body would shut down, unable to
sustain life. He was suffering, too.
    They
were dying.

 
    ✝✝✝

 
    “Let’s get to walking,” Alex said as he wearily pulled
himself to his feet.
    Helping her to hers, fear clawed at his gut. He
kept close eye on her, afraid as the pale wraith of the once vibrant woman
stumbled

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