Page 76 of Daring Her Vampires
“We can’t rush her,” I mumble. “It has to be on her terms. Her family would kill us if we demanded anything of her. I want her to choose it, to choose us.”
“She will,” he says firmly. “We have to play nice.”
“I’m better at that.” I laugh shortly. “Follow my lead.”
“I don’t like being around them, all at once,” he says.
“We’ll adjust. As long as we get Sally, we can get used to anything.” We share a grin.
“If you say so,” he says, looking at Sally’s door. “I can’t live without her.”
“I know,” I whisper, gripping his shoulder. “We won’t have to. Fredrick is the reason we came here.”
“Should we thank him?” He lifts a brow.
“Let’s not go that far.” The universe or creator knew what they were doing. I don’t believe in coincidence. There is always a greater plan.
“Are you happy, brother?” he asks, tilting his head.
“I am.” Squeezing my hand and moving away. “It’s not as difficult as I thought. Sharing her.”
“I’m surprised. I thought I would want to hurt you for touching her. Our demons decided to be nice, at least to each other.” He grins. “Everyone else is fair game.”
“I’ve always wanted you to find peace.” I hear the shower turn off.
“You needed someone to bring that to you,” he says, and I nod. “I needed someone to match my intensity. Our mate certainly does all of that.”
“We are lucky.” Power surges through the air. “The ancient is here.” Micah is the oldest vampire we have encountered. I would hate to be on the receiving end of his fury.
“An ancient that knocks,” Luca mumbles. My brother isn’t scared of much, so he opens the door to show his lack of fear. Micah must appreciate the fearlessness and smirks.
“Luca,” he says. He nods and glides past him. “Atlas. If Daisy steals anything, don’t say anything. I won’t be happy.” Daisy rolls her eyes, but doesn’t disagree. Luca shuts the door and leans against it. “Are you settling in?”
“Yes.” I tilt my head. “Are you going to ask about our intentions?” I can appreciate and respect his age and power. But no one can keep us away from Sally.
“I expect that they are good. You wouldn’t still be here if they weren’t,” he says, sitting on the arm of the couch. Daisy perches on his leg, her lips twitching.
“You would make us leave,” Luca says.
“No. I wouldn’t have to. Sally would.” He lifts a shoulder. “I would help. We are best friends.”
“We won’t do anything to hurt her,” Luca growls.
“I believe you,” he says, tilting his head at Luca. “You would kill for her. I feel the violence in your demon.” Luca narrows his eyes, and Micah looks at me. “You hide your beast behind civility.”
“He lets it out when it counts,” Sally drawls, sauntering from the bedroom. “Hey, bestie.” She winks at him as she walks to Luca, grabs his hand, and pulls him. She stops next to me and leans close. “Let’s all play nice.” She made a statement. They are her family, but her loyalty is with us now. Allie leaves the spare bedroom, stopping as she sees the vampire.
“Damn, the tension is thick,” she hums and continues forward. “Sister, are they being bad?” Allie also makes a statement with her words and stands beside Luca.
“Not yet,” Sally says. “I don’t know if I should be upset by the testosterone floating around me.”
“Don’t worry, Tricks,” Luca says, kissing the side of her head. “He cares about you. We respect it.”
“You should worry about Daisy. She fights dirty,” Sally says, walking toward her.
“What? Me?” Daisy chuckles, standing and hugs her. “You should let them think Micah is the threat.” Micah smacks her ass and she squeals. She releases Sally and whirls around, rubbing her ass. He grins and lifts his chin.
“When is the witch getting here?” Micah asks, pulling his mate back on his lap.
