Page 4 of Ghoul Kisses

Kate laughs.

“Someone is horny,” she teases in a sing-song voice, continuing to scrub her breasts. “I can smell your arousal over here. Careful, or you might end up bonding with her,” Kate warns. Fuck her. I would never bond with a human. Bonding is where a male chooses to mate with a female for the rest of his life. I’m not getting stuck with someone forever.

She flings the washcloth in the water. I throw the T-shirt at her and order her to dress the female once she’s clean.

“You want me to remove her panties so you can smell her?” Kate is a bitch. I should have fired her three centuries ago. I ignore her comment and watch her pull the clean shirt over the human’s head. She has a healed surgical cut on the left side of her stomach. How did she hurt herself? She is not sick; her blood smells clean. The faster she wakes up, the better. Kate washes the blood out of her black matted hair, the blood pumping in her veins causes her skin to glow.

After Kate finishes, I tell her to leave.

Looking in the human’s wallet, I see that her name is Sarah Clemons. I study her address and work ID. She’s a scientist; that’s bad. Humans like to dissect shit. I shove her house key in my pocket and continue to search her purse for an emergency contact. The only thing I could find is a brown, rusty key on a necklace, tucked in a pocket of her purse. Running my fingers over the key, it burns like fire. Fuck. It is protected by magic. Then it hits me—this is the key to open the Zenith book. No fucking way! We’ve been looking for the key for two centuries, and a human had it. Relief and concern wash over me. I’m sure that’s why the vampire attacked her and was searching through her stuff; he knew she had it, which means he will continue to search for her until he has what he wants. Another fucking problem. I go to my bedroom, type in a pin for my safe and grab my Glock. If the human is going to be staying with me, then she needs her stuff.

As I make my way inside Sarah’s condo, I see clothes hanging over the white chair in the living area. Piles of dishes are stacked on the counter. It looks like a tornado came through here and tore up the place. The human is a slob. I march to the bedroom and search through the dresser, picking out different types of clothing for her. I neatly fold her clothes and place them in a bag. After I finish in the bedroom, I go to her bathroom. Feminine products are scattered all over the sink. I collect her hair products, body soap, and a blue box that says Tampax Pearl, and toss it in the bag along with the rest of her stuff. I’ll have two of my servants come and clean the condo, so when she returns, it will be livable.

Back at the mansion, I carry Sarah’s bag to the guestroom. Nicholas, accompanied by my brother David, stops me in the middle of the hallway. Nicholas shoves me into a wall. I shove him back.

“What the hell is wrong with you? You want to put us all in danger?” he asks, clenching his fist. If he touches me again, I’m going to knock his fucking teeth out. Kate must have told him about cleaning Sarah up. I pause, trying to collect my thoughts before I do or say something stupid. David maneuvers between us.

“She can help us kill the vamps,” I say through gritted teeth.

“How?” Nicholas inquires, the tone in his voice communicating that he doesn’t believe me.

“She has the key to unlock the Zenith book,” I snap. Our kind have suffered since the ghoul and vampire war. We lost our kingdom because of the war, and Vampires were enslaving us and killing our kind.

“Give me your hand,” David orders as he removes his white gloves. I do what he says. David is a soul reader; he can read every thought a ghoul has, in their entire life. His eyes glow red as he releases my hand. He turns to Nicholas.

“Eric is telling the truth,” David says coolly.

Nicholas beams at David and me, before speaking again.

“Get all the information you can out of her. Eric, try not to stick your dick in her; we need her to stick around to help us,” Nick commands.

No promises. No promises.

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