Page 29 of Eleazar

“What are you doing here?” Andrew asked. This couldn’t be good.

When Chainsaw stepped forward, Andrew struggled against his captor. Maximus pushed him back then snarled at Chainsaw.

“We’ve got business to take care of. You know what it is.”

Chainsaw seemed to consider his options then nodded. “Let’s take care of it.”

Maximus let go of Andrew and nudged him forward. “You’re going to stay with him. I can’t have your death traced to me, so my newfound friend is going to take care of it, like he took care of your friend.”

Andrew glanced back at the vampires then forward at Chainsaw. He knew whatever Maximus wanted from Chainsaw couldn’t be good, but he was powerless to stop it. He had no idea why he was there in the first place.

Andrew eyed Maximus warily as he waited for whatever was going to come next. He had a feeling he didn’t want to know what was in store for him. Then Maximus’s words sank in.

“Is Zach dead?” Andrew prayed it wasn’t true. Maybe that was why no one could find Zach. He was dead and buried somewhere his body couldn’t be found. The thought tore at Andrew’s heart, but right now, it was his own life he was worried about.

“Remember our deal,” Chainsaw said to Maximus. “I kill Andrew for you, and you stop Eleazar from coming after me.”

Like that was going to happen. Andrew saw the deal for what it was. Maximus had no intention of stopping Eleazar. None of the coven members wanted to go up against their leader. More than likely Maximus would say that he’d found Chainsaw, and when he discovered Andrew and Zach dead, he killed Chainsaw.

That would keep Chainsaw from telling Eleazar that it was Maximus who’d hatched this plan in the first place. If Andrew could see the ruse, he wasn’t sure why Chainsaw couldn’t. The guy really was dumber than a box of rocks.

The only reason Andrew didn’t tell the guy his suspicions was because he wanted to go with Chainsaw. Andrew wanted to see with his own eyes if Zach was dead or alive. If he was alive, that meant they had a chance to escape.

If he was dead, Andrew would stop at nothing to make sure Chainsaw saw the same fate. Now Andrew wished he hadn’t demanded that Eleazar not invade his mind, because he would need his mate when he arrived at wherever Chainsaw was taking him.

Maximus grabbed Andrew by the throat, not squeezing hard enough to kill him but enough that Andrew struggled to breathe. “How I wish I could be the one who drained the life from you. Unfortunately, I can’t have your death associated with me.”

“Fuck. You,” Andrew wheezed.

With a deep snarl, Maximus threw Andrew into Chainsaw. “Take him away before I change my mind and rip his goddamn throat out.”

Andrew memorized the three other vampires faces, so if he had a chance, he could point them out to Eleazar. That was if he lived through this.

Chainsaw grabbed Andrew’s upper arm and dragged him toward a street just beyond the woods. The houses were still immaculate, but he didn’t see anyone outside. Chainsaw was parked at a curb. It was surprising the residents hadn’t called for a suspicious vehicle in their neighborhood, but at two in the morning, no one was probably watching.

He was shoved into the passenger seat of some old, ratty car that had way too much rust. The seats were made of cloth and were ripped in a dozen different places. It also smelled like stale booze and cigarettes.

The nausea returned.

They drove in silence, Andrew keeping his mouth shut so he wouldn’t vomit. Chainsaw seemed to be lost in thought. Not that Andrew wanted to talk to him, anyway. He was a brute with no manners and a bad temper. The last thing Andrew wanted was to piss him off.

The drive wasn’t that long, and they ended up at a house in a suburban residential neighborhood. When Andrew got out, he looked around and saw bikes cluttered in the yard next door and trashcans at the curb and thought to himself that the area seemed too normal. Didn’t everyone in this neighborhood know that Chainsaw occupied a house on their peaceful street?

Clearly ignorance was bliss for these folks.

“Try to run and I’ll snap your fucking neck,” Chainsaw warned. “Scream and I’ll make you wish you were never born.”

“Aren’t you going to kill me anyway?” Andrew asked as he followed Chainsaw, his heart hammering so hard that his chest hurt. He didn’t want to die. He’d just mated Eleazar and wanted to get to know him better, to spend an eternity in the man’s arms.

Before they reached the door, Andrew rushed to the bushes lining the porch and tossed his meal. The world spun, and Andrew collapsed on the grass.

“What in the fuck is wrong with you?” Chainsaw looked down at Andrew with furrowed brows. “Get your ass up.”

Andrew tried, using his hands to try and push himself off the ground, but he fell back down, unable to do anything while everything around him spun.

“Goddamn it,” Chainsaw muttered as he lifted Andrew off the grass and carried him inside. He tossed Andrew onto a couch, where Andrew bounced but thankfully didn’t fall to the floor. “You better not have some kind of stomach bug and give it to me.”

“Because I’m so concerned with your health,” Andrew groaned. “Where’s Zach? What did you do to him?”

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