Page 26 of Taken By My Guardian's Fangs

Gaël sucked harder on her thigh, and as she felt her blood gush out and into his mouth, Juliette could only gasp, "Y-Yes, I'm c-coming."

And so she was.

GAËL WATCHED FROM JULIETTE'S bedroom window as his ward and Aprilynne came out of the house. While Jean Luc's ward got behind the wheel, Juliette couldn't seem to help herself as she glanced up at her bedroom, and Gaël smirked at the way her eyes widened upon seeing him.

As Aprilynne's SUV sped away, Gaël wasn't surprised when his phone vibrated with an incoming text from his ward.

Juliette: Why are you still there?!

Gaël: Just enjoying the scent of your cum.

Juliette: OMG

He probably had his ward blushing as she read his message, and the thought had his lips twitching. Of the four wards taken in by House Bellecourt, Juliette had always been the quickest to blush, and it was a trait that everyone in the family, the other wards included, couldn't help taking advantage of from time to time.

Juliette was really the most adorable ward, and she had been even more adorable earlier, when she had pouted and pounded his chest with her fists. 'You're so mean! How could you make me say such a thing to Aprilynne?'

When he lazily pointed out that her words had been true both figuratively and literally, it only had his ward growling like a little kitten, and that, too, had been adorable. Irresistibly so, that by the time Juliette managed to free herself, her lips had been deliciously swollen from his kiss, and Gaël had been breathing hard because it just wasn't fucking enough.

God, how he wanted her!

Just as Gaël was about to turn away from the window, it was then he noticed someone else at the driveway, and icy blue eyes that were exactly like his narrowed up at him.

Shit.

Gaël left Juliette's room in a blink, but by the time he reached the driveway, Severin was long gone. The world might think of Severin as the most charming and easygoing of all Bellecourts, but what they didn't know was how all of it was a sham. While 'secretive' wasn't exactly the right word, that brother of his had always been the type to conceal his innermost thoughts behind bland smiles and sarcastic quips.

God knew what Severin might be thinking now, and the thought of Severin telling their other brothers of what he thought he saw lingered in Gaël's mind even as he began his work for the day.

A meeting with Etienne Hirsche had Gaël visiting the billionaire's headquarters in downtown Miami, and Gaël couldn't help but notice how security protocols seemed to have further tightened since his last visit.

Etienne's human wife and their one-year-old son were also in the billionaire's top-secret underground laboratory when Gaël was finally cleared for entry, and Spencer greeted him with a cheerful smile.

"Say hi to Uncle Gaël," Spencer urged her little boy, and Henri, who was the mirror image of his father, smiled at his mother before looking at Gaël.

"Say hi to Uncle Gaël," the boy said dutifully, and the two of them were still laughing when Etienne came out from one of the testing rooms.

Etienne dropped a kiss on his wife's lips, and seeing Spencer blush reminded Gaël of his ward. He was starting to think of her all the time, and that was not good.

Spencer listened quietly as the two Caros discussed the latest threats that had Hirsche Medical Center taking additional security measures in the past twenty-four hours. The original breed of vampires used to be mindless with bloodlust, but with the increasing infusion of vidange blood in their systems, they had since evolved in terrifying speed.

"Vampires can now become obsessed?" Gaël could barely fathom how much vampires had changed in such a short span of time. Old bloods like him and Etienne used to know everything about vampires. Unfortunately, what they had learned a decade ago was no longer applicable. Even worse, the vampires that had launched the first large-scale attack against humans three years ago barely had anything in common left with the creatures that were now hiding and scheming from every dark corner.

"I have a feeling it's something they've been capable of for some time now," Etienne said grimly. "We just didn't know about it then."

"Does this new ability of theirs make them more dangerous?" Spencer questioned.

"Unfortunately, yes," her husband answered, "since it makes them more unpredictable. But again, this is only a theory for now—-"

"All of your theories have become true," Gaël pointed out, "so I'll take your word for it and let Jean Luc know so we can improve security at House Bellecourt. Have you told the Brethren? Or L'Alliance?"

"They have been informed, and while we have nothing to worry about as long as Riyu is head of the Brethren..." Etienne's lip curled. "You know how L'Alliance is when it comes to theories."

Gaël's smile was humorless. "Indeed." L'Alliance was the preters' version of the United Nations, and it was unfortunately as bureaucratic as most human-led governments were. L'Alliance didn't like taking risks for mere theories, never mind if the cost of waiting for further proof meant the loss of innocent lives.

It was almost noon by the time their meeting ended, and Gaël had to decline the couple's offer to join them for lunch. "I need to be at UdLA for Juliette."

"How is she, by the way?" Spencer asked. "It's been a while since we last saw her."

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