Page 33 of Luka

Luka cut the motor and pushed his bike down an alley. If it was stolen, it was stolen. Luka didn’t give a rat’s ass about it as he climbed up the nearest fire escape and used the rooftops to make his way to the building where Spencer was being kept.

He shimmied halfway down from a pipe and climbed in through a second-floor window. The building itself housed business opportunities on the first floor, and the second was for residential use. Thankfully no one lived there at the moment.

Luka made his way to the door of the stairwell. He descended the steps quietly.

When he emerged in the kitchen area, two men attacked, but Luka took them out quietly, hardly making a sound as he gently laid their dead bodies on the floor. Then he crouched and moved swiftly toward the door that separated the kitchen from the restaurant area. The front of the house, so to speak.

Luka looked through the circle of glass in the middle of the door and saw his mate laid out on the counter, unmoving. He started to move forward, but a hand on his shoulder stopped him. Luka turned to see Eleazar’s elite behind him.

The closest vampire shook his head.

Luka curled his lip, gripped his Glocks, and stormed into the room. He shot two men, dropped to one knee, and shot another guy. Then he spun, shooting two more behind him. When he rose, the only people left alive were Ross and the man who Luka assumed was the broker.

The guy held his hands up. “Let’s be civilized about this.”

Luka shot him between his eyes.

He turned to Ross.

“I told you it wasn’t personal,” Ross said. “Just clearing my debt.”

Eleazar’s men entered the room. They stood off to one side and watched as Luka stormed toward Ross. “What did you to do him?”

“Just gave Spence a sedative.”

Luka shot Ross in the leg. The wolf shifter howled in pain as he gripped his thigh.

“You don’t get to call him Spence.” He shot Ross in the other leg. “You don’t get to refer to him at all.”

“But you wanted an answer,” Ross said between clenched teeth.

He shot Ross in his upper right arm. Ross swayed backward before he dropped to his knees.

“You won’t get away with this,” Ross said between gritted teeth. “Lazarus will have your head for killing me.”

“I highly doubt he cares about lowly scum like you.” Luka shot him in his other arm. “You’re a mutt to him, Ross. Nothing more than a mangy wolf shifter. How could you even think your life has any value to a vampire? They’re rotten, cutthroat, immoral sons of bitches.”

Not one of Eleazar’s men even twitched. That showed their level of professionalism. Luka didn’t have hate inside his heart for their kind like other wolf shifters had. He was merely driving a point home to Ross. Fangs, canines, or blunt teeth meant nothing to Luka.

To him, the only thing that mattered was money.

Until Spencer. Now his mate was all that mattered to Luka. The only thing. Spencer had opened up an entire new world to him, shown Luka that emotions weren’t a weakness, that he could have happiness even after the things he’d done, even if his soul was black from the blood he’d shed.

Spencer was Luka’s entire world, his forever, and Luka was going to kill anyone dumb enough to try and take that away from him.

“I’m sorry,” Ross panted. “Tell me what I can do to make this up to you.”

“Stop breathing.” Luka ended Ross’s life with a bullet to the head. Then he unloaded the clip into the guy’s face. Eleazar didn’t want any evidence left behind, and there was absolutely no evidence of Ross’s identity.

Luka tucked his guns into his waistband and moved swiftly to the counter. He cupped Spencer’s cheeks. “Come on, baby. Wake up.”

He had no clue why Ross hadn’t taken Spencer straight to Lazarus, and right now, Luka didn’t care. He just wanted to see Spencer’s pretty blue eyes. His mate groaned and slowly rocked his head back and forth.

Luka had feared that Ross might have given his mate too much sedative, but it seemed Spencer was coming around.

“I guess the only thing you needed from us was a cleanup,” Rayne said from behind him.

Luka didn’t know how they’d managed to find him unless they’d driven through the city just as fast.

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