Page 52 of Taming His Vampire Mate
It was like one of those zombie movies I used to watch with Ian, Lindsey, and Reed as a teenager—except the zombies were actually vampires. They were faster, hungrier, and a hell of a lot smarter.
My wolf snarled, demanding release. I tamped it down, but a low growl escaped my lips. These creatures were nothing likemyvampire.
“Go back inside, wolf,” Thierry gritted out, glaring. “You wouldn’t last two minutes.”
“I’m not leaving you alone.”
“Diana’s spell will hold.” Though his tone suggested he didn’t believe that for a moment.
“And if it doesn’t, you’ll fight better with a werewolf alpha at your side.”
“Not if I have to protect you.”
“Are you worried?”
“Just about you getting in my way.”
“Thierry, listen. If we—”
“No.”
I blinked. “No?”
He settled on the porch steps, gaze locked on a young man with short brown hair, dressed—gruesomely—like a gas station attendant.
I flashed back to the puddle of blood in the station’s office. It was probably his.
He might’ve been pleasant-looking in life. Now his eyes were blank with hunger, his mouth stained crimson.
Thierry’s expression darkened.
“We’re not doing this right now,” he said.
There were a lot of things he could have meant, but that inner knowing—the mate-bond—told me exactly what he meant. He didn’t want to talk about feelings or about us. He didn’t want me to make any declarations.
Fine. I sat down beside him, stripping off the remains of my shirt. My back was mostly healed, but the motion still made me wince.
“I told you to go inside. Not sit here and strip,” Thierry said, still avoiding my eyes.
“When we first met, you said you were under a spell.”
“Oh, good Lord,” Thierry muttered, jaw tight. “You’re incorrigible.”
“Not sure what that means, but yeah. I guess I am.”
His expression tightened. “You threw yourself in the way when Diana tried to burn me.”
“Yeah.”
“Why?”
“You know why.” Defiance sparked in my chest. “And I’d do it again.”
Thierry fell silent, eyes on the vampires battering the barrier.
“I summoned you,” he said at last. “The night we met in the woods. A witch I know performed a spell to summon my fated mate.”
“I didn’t know that was possible.”
