Page 108 of The Cruelest Undead

“Or you can just get up and go about your mortal business not knowing of my greatness because my vessel is a bitch.”

And then, he handed control back over to Flynn because humans…ehhhh.

When he stepped back, Cerise moved toward the man on the bed, and immediately, Flynn was watching. It was odd for her to move at a stranger.

Vamps were overly cautious, but here she was, focused on a human.

It was when she sat beside him, and picked up his hand in hers that the bells began going off.

It was when they stared at each other that he understood what had just happened.

That’s her mate. By coming here, she found the love of her life,Flynn admitted to Rinnon.

On this, he agreed.

It’s clear he is. Look at how her cheeks are pink. She’s thinking about mating. Someone’s hot for detective.

Can you please stop using my words in horrible context?

No. It’s fun.

“Cerise, are you okay?” Flynn asked, knowing she’d never be the same again. There was no doubt her mourning of Tobias was about to end.

Slowly, she nodded, but it was clear she wasn’t sure.

“Yes. I just feel…”

Oh, he knew the feeling.

When Logan sat up, he looked around and was clearly confused.

“Where the hell am I?” he asked, his focus on the woman holding his hand.

Immediately, his partner filled him in.

“You were chewed on by some zombies, and I brought you home to my house to heal,” Seth said.

Why sugarcoat it?

The man had been in the thick of it.

“Why didn’t you take me to a hospital?” he asked, staring at the woman beside him. He couldn’t make himself set her hand free.

“Because you’re safer here, and we had to stop the zombie ick from taking you down.”

“What?” he asked.

Well, it seemed about time for Flynn to step in and handle this. He was going to need the help of the cops for this one, and Seth’s partner, Logan, was a cop.

Flynn introduced himself.

“Hey, Detective. I’m Flynn Brogan, and this is my home.”

The man stared at him now.

“Wait. The same Flynn who works for the police department? That Flynn Brogan? You live with my partner?”

Well, that compulsion was still fresh in the cops’ memories.

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