Page 97 of The Way You Bite
She whimpered, which twisted his gut. Fuck patience.
Eric stepped forward and put a hand on his arm.
He fisted his hands, his nails elongating as the wolf within fought to kill the male touching his mate.
Ambrose muttered, “Mmm. Amazing.” He took several more deep swallows and pulled away, letting blood continue to dribble down her neck from the open holes.
She jerked against him. He didn’t release her.
Seconds later, Ambrose stumbled as if drunk and let go of her. She held a hand to her neck as she backed away. Her gaze met Lexan’s.
Ambrose whispered, “What is this? What did you do to me?” Tremors wracked his body.
She stood tall. “My father is Blaylock Lazlo. The werewolf.”
“No…” Ambrose wailed as he wiped blood from his nose and eyes. It was ugly and violent.
The other vampires attacked.
Lexan’s heart rate slowed as he allowed the trained warrior in him to take over. His vision narrowed onto the targets around him, and those around Vee. He tossed two knives in rapid succession. The first hit the gun arm of the vamp closest to Vee. The gun fired before he released it, but the bullet landed well out of range of Vee. The second knife he threw landed deep in the same vampire’s neck, knocking him backward.
Eric attacked two of Ambrose’s men, and TC took out the other two. His other boys flanked Lexan, protecting. He scooped Vee into his arms. She breathed. Her heart rate steady.
He shook her gently until her eyes opened. “How much are you hurt?”
“I’ll be fine. That was…disgusting.”
Vamps suddenly dropped to the ground, bleeding and dead as if killed by ghosts. Then, Blay and his men became visible. Blay prowled toward Ambrose who had not moved from where he knelt on the floor. Not quite dead but well on his way.
“You killed Arie.”
“Blaylock?” Ambrose gasped, his hand on his chest. “But you were gone. Dominic said he…”
Blay leaned toward Ambrose. In a low mesmerizing voice asked, “Why did you kill her?”
Vee rolled in Lexan’s arms to see.
His eyes glazed over. “A means to an end.”
“Did you intend to start this war?” Blay asked.
“Yes.”
Blay gazed at the ceiling and took a deep inhale and exhale. “Is Viktor involved?”
“He knew.” Ambrose laughed. “But now with the new and improved version of the virus we don’t need to fight you in battle. You’re all going to die.” He coughed and fell to the floor as seizures took over.
Blay walked away.
Lexan nodded. “We are leaving the country, going home. Tonight.”
Blay halted as he passed by Lexan. “I leave her to your care, but—”
“No buts. She will be safe with us,” he interrupted. “Don’t be a stranger. If you want to keep your public status asdead, then that’s fine. Jacob gave her all the information, and I want her to use it. Sounds like this is going to be about the virus. We’re going to need something to fight it. We should also speak on…issues.”
“I won’t take your place as king. Do not even think to ask.”
Lexan chuckled. “The thought might’ve passed through my mind. Then visit, because Vee needs to know her father.”
Blay reached out and touched her cheek. “I would like that.”
