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Andrew didn’t care. He was in Eleazar’s arms, and Zach had been found. That was all that mattered to him at the moment.

Chapter Nine

Before Eleazar had even made it to his car with his mate, he received a text message telling him that Chainsaw was being taken to the chambers under the estate. The chambers were a safeguard in case Eleazar and his coven needed refuge, such as their home burning during the day or an invasion.

Tonight, Eleazar would use them for another purpose. Red-hot rage rolled through him as he thought about how he’d gone into his bedroom and found the window open and his mate nowhere in sight, simply gone.

Eleazar hadn’t thought Andrew had run away. They were beyond that. If Andrew had been unhappy, Eleazar was confident his mate would have told him. He also didn’t understand why he couldn’t reach out with his mind to locate Andrew. That puzzled him. He’d been able to invade his mind but hadn’t been able to locate him.

It was as if Andrew was partially blocked from him. How? Why? Eleazar was damn near a thousand years old, and this was the first time that had happened to him. What concerned him further was the fact that he couldn’t locate Maximus, either. All Eleazar saw was a thick fog when he tried to find where the vampire was hiding.

That didn’t make any sense to him.

As he and Andrew walked into their bedroom, Eleazar started to tell his mate to stay put while he dealt with Chainsaw, but the look of fear in Andrew’s eyes stopped Eleazar from leaving the room.

“I assure you that you are safe in here.”

“That’s what I thought last night.” Andrew rubbed his arms. “Now all I can think about is Maximus’s hand clamping over my mouth and him yanking me out the window.”

Eleazar curled his arms around his mate, holding him close. He wasn’t used to giving anyone comfort. Consoling someone was foreign to him, but for Andrew, Eleazar would stand there for the rest of eternity and hold him if that was what his mate needed.

Then Andrew pulled away, taking his warmth with him. Eleazar’s arms felt empty as his mate glanced up at him. “I need a shower. I know you need to talk to Chainsaw, so go. I just need to get the filth of Maximus and Chainsaw touching me off my skin.”

For a brief second Eleazar thought his mate was speaking of those men touching him more intimately, which made him want to go homicidal, but then he understood what the human was saying. “Do you need me to stay?”

“No.” Andrew shook his head. “What I need is a hot shower.”

Eleazar touched Andrew’s cheek. “All you need is to call my name and I’ll come to you.”

“How will you be able to hear me in this big house?”

With a warm smile, Eleazar touched his own ear. “Preternatural hearing. You could whisper my name, and I would hear you.”

Plus, Eleazar was leaving one of his elite outside of his bedroom door to keep an eye on Andrew. He’d been too confident before, assuming no one would dare enter his bedroom. His mistake had nearly cost him his mate.

The rest of his elite were already out searching for Maximus. Just thinking about the betrayal made Eleazar want to fly into a rage, but he contained his anger as he stared down at his mate.

“Go.” Andrew shoved at Eleazar. “I need a shower, and you need to interrogate Chainsaw, or whatever you plan on doing to him. Whatever it is, I don’t want to know. Just assure me he’s not walking away with two working legs.”

He kissed Andrew’s temple. “I will return shortly.”

Chainsaw wasn’t leaving the estate with anything working. When Eleazar was done with the bastard, the human wouldn’t be alive.

As soon as he stepped out of his bedroom and closed the door, he looked to Joaquin. “Guard him as if your very life depended on his safety.”

Joaquin bowed his head. “With my very own life.”

Eleazar wasted no time going underground to where Chainsaw was being kept. He entered the room, Shayde and Isaak on either side of him. Chainsaw was bound, and he looked as if he’d been worked over.

No doubt Shayde had taken his anger out on the human. If he’d fully unleashed himself, Chainsaw wouldn’t be alive.

“This was nothing personal,” Chainsaw said, looking up at Eleazar with one good eye. The other was swollen shut. “I owed Maximus, and you haven’t seen how terrifying he can be when you don’t do what he wants.”

Eleazar slipped his suit jacket off and handed it over to Isaak, who took it then stepped back. Rolling back the sleeves of his dress shirt, Eleazar smirked. “Let me show you what true terror looks like.”

He gripped Chainsaw’s face, forcing the human to look him in the eyes, and then Eleazar slammed into the guy’s mind, sifting through Chainsaw’s memories until he found the one where he and Maximus had struck their deal in the woods.

Only Eleazar had made the invasion of Chainsaw’s mind as painful as possible. The human screamed but didn’t move a muscle. Eleazar had control of Chainsaw’s body with his mind, refusing to let him writhe.

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