Page 71 of Feeding Frenzy

Tobias’s lips thinned and he took a few steps toward her until he was an arm’s distance away.

“You are nothing to me.” For the first time since we’d entered, her smirk faded. Her steady gaze didn’t leave her brother’s. She snapped out of her thrall.

She snarled.

“I should have drawn out her pain.”

Tobias hissed, shoulders becoming tense.

Gil stepped between them. “You can’t attack her, or you will immediately lose your case. You will be booted from the Alliance. All vampires will come for you.”

Having a target on us would mean lack of safety for Catalina. If she were to live surrounded by death. . .

Tobias flicked his eyes toward me. His lips thinned and he stepped back. He agreed with my thoughts.

“Your welcome here has expired.”

She only smiled at him.

Gil followed Imogen out. That stiff-assed twat. I’d shove a stake up his ass, if he ever crossed my path once this was over.

“This is fucking bullshit,” Asher gritted out.

“It was the only way she knew how to stop us from coming after her. She knew her death was imminent.” Tobias kicked the chair out and dropped down, ungracefully.

“What are we going to do now?”

“What do you mean, Jaxon? There’s not much we can do.” She fucked us over before we could drag her ass into the sunlight.

“She can’t get away with this.” Jax scowled.

“Not forever,” Tobias agreed. “We have to play this smart.”

The heavy door swung on the hinges allowing in chaos from outside of the soundproof room.

“Sires, we have a problem,” Talia said, face splattered with blood. “Humans are raiding.”

“Details?” Asher asked Talia.

“Men burst through the door with guns and started shooting everywhere. It’s a massacre. They’re calling us terrorists, but, Sire, they’re using silver bullets.”

Another attack framed as a hate crime.

It was a repeat of Saphire Lounge, but this time, we couldn’t leave, we had to protect our people.

“Fuck.” Jax shoved his fingers through his hair. “That bitch must hav—” He stopped talking.

“I need to go find Cat.” Jax grabbed Asher before he could do what we all verged on doing.

“I will go,” I said.

Asher acquiesced. I would be the safest bet for Catalina.

A loud, wall shaking bang echoed down the hall.

“This is fucking bullshit,” Asher hissed. “Imogen made sure to be with Gil, he will vouch for her.”

I was already through the door, on a hunt for my female. The attack reeked of Imogen, but we had to find a way to prove it, and Imogen never left stones unturned—it was something I used to admire her for, now I wanted to rip her head from her body for the inconvenience.

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