Page 26 of Short, Lethal & Claimed

“What the hell did you do?” Tomas demanded hoarsely.

“Bargained with an angel,” Logan said, watching as the demon quickly made his way to the door.

“That’s not what I’m talking about,” Tomas said, swallowing hard as he made sure that no one was in the hallway before he closed the doors behind him. “Do you have any idea what you did?”

“Meaning?” Logan asked as he reached for his phone and turned the camera above the dining room door off.

“Tell me what happened the first time that you bit her,” Tomas said, looking lost in thought as he began pacing the small room.

She blew his fucking mind away.

“Her blood was sweeter than anything I’ve ever tasted before,” Logan said, thinking about the moment that her blood hit his tongue and nearly fucking groaned.

“And it’s been taking you longer to heal since then,” Tomas murmured absently with a pointed look at the back of Logan’s hands.

“You want to tell me how you knew that?” Logan asked, absently flexing his hand as he found himself wondering if anyone else had noticed yet. For the past two years, he’d been forced to consume extra blood just to function, something that had concerned him but not enough to stop him from going after Pierce.

“Have you tasted her blood since her transition?” Tomas asked, watching him curiously for a moment before he continued pacing the room.

“No,” Logan said, and as much as he wanted to, and Christ, did he want to, he knew better.

While he could safely consume human blood, one drop of vampire blood would slowly kill him. He’d be in agony as her blood made its way through his body, turning every drop of blood in his body into poison before it destroyed him from the inside out, covering his body in bruises as the poison was released into his muscles, liquefying them along with his organs before he finally bled to death.

He’d heard of vampires losing control during sex and giving into the urge to bite only to end up immediately regretting it as soon as the first drop touched their tongues. He’d never had that problem, never came close to losing control during sex, and he never would. Sex was a release and a distraction, nothing more.

“How much did she change during her transition?” Tomas asked, taking him by surprise.

“Her appearance changed to match mine,” Logan said, watching as Tomas absently nodded at that, looking lost in thought.

“And her scent?” Tomas asked after a slight hesitation.

Swallowing hard, Logan admitted, “It’s driving me out of my fucking mind.”

Nodding, Tomas asked, “And when you’re away from her?”

It felt like part of his soul was missing.

“I worry about her,” he said instead.

Tomas paused to consider him. “You worry about her? Is that all?”

“It’s enough,” Logan said, hating this fucking hold she had over him even as he craved it.

“Has she drank from you?” Tomas asked as his gaze flickered to the closed doors.

“Only when I turned her,” Logan said, watching the demon closely.

“How long did her transformation take?” Tomas asked as he dropped back down on the chair across from him.

“A month,” Logan said, watching as the demon slowly nodded and-

“You claimed her.”

CHAPTER 15

“We had a deal, Angel,” came the softly murmured words that had Jill releasing a heartfelt sigh as she turned the page of the book that she was almost ninety percent sure that she read already.

“And as soon as their cuffs are removed, I’ll be more than happy to fulfill my end of the bargain,” Jill said with a sad shake of her head as she continued reading.

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