Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 90630 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 453(@200wpm)___ 363(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90630 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 453(@200wpm)___ 363(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
And he made Devon disappear on paper in hours—all while turning him into a vampire.
“Thank you,” I tell him when he wipes the last bit of blood off.
“Of course, mi reina. You should rest.” He takes my shoes off, unlacing them one by one and setting them on the floor next to the bed. I scoot back, moving into the center of his large bed, eyes locked on his.
“Rest,” he repeats, almost as if he’s reminding himself that I need to rest but he moves over top of me, body hovering over mine. My lips part and I bring my hand up, fingers playing with a button on his vest. He lowers his forehead, resting it against mine, and closes his eyes. I bring my legs up, curling them around his waist. He relaxes against me, and feeling the weight of his body on mine is so fucking comforting.
My eyes flutter closed, and I am actually exhausted. I need to sleep and then get up and process everything that’s happened since we landed in Connecticut. As good as I am at suppressing emotions and bad memories, I know they can come back to haunt you later, and that’s not something I can afford. Being a hunter—a good one at least—means being in control of yourself at all times. And leaving trauma buried is a surefire way to find yourself in trouble later.
Xavier kisses my forehead and then moves down, taking my pants off. He takes a folded blanket from the foot of the bed and covers me up with it.
“Stay with me,” I whisper, extending my hand. He takes off his vest and untucks his shirt and lays down, getting under the covers with me. His large body spoon around mine, making me feel safe. No one would dare touch me with my vampire guard dog next to me.
Xavier brings one hand up, sweeping his fingers up and down my arm. “Mmmmhhh,” I softly moan. “That feels so good.”
I let out a breath, further relaxing against Xavier.
My husband.
It’s still so fucking weird to say, even quietly in my head to myself.
Right as I’m about to drift to sleep, a thought enters my mind that causes my eyes to fly open. Marcus Henry didn’t offer me a deal to help me out or even to get insider info on the Malus Family. The Order would have tried to take them down years ago if they were able to. No…Marcus wants me out of the way because whatever Devon found out is bad enough to bring down the Order.
Chapter
Twelve
I’m really starting to hate how dark the house is. Sitting up, I bring my hands to my face and rub my eyes. I’m still in Xavier’s bed, but I’m alone. The metal curtains are drawn, sealing out all light and making it impossible to tell what time it is. I feel somewhat rested, so I must have slept for a few hours at least.
But it still has to be daylight.
Fuck, I hope it’s still daylight. Because if it is, then the chance of any vampires from this house leaving are low, but not zero. A knot starts to form in my stomach and overwhelming anxiety rises in me faster than I can get out of the damn bed.
Blood seeks blood, I’ve learned that lesson many times over.
The Order wants revenge on the Malus vampires for killing hunters and the Malus vampires will get their revenge on the Order for coming after their family. And it’s no secret that the vampires will win this battle, but it won’t be without casualties.
How the hell am I going to get both sides to chill the fuck out? Turning on the bedside lamp, I shake my head at my own thoughts, feeling guilty for wanting Xavier to get revenge on the Order. The more time that passes, the more the wound festers and hurts. I was lied to my entire life. My parents were brutally murdered so I could be treated like a lab rat.
And it was all for nothing.
My powers couldn’t be replicated. Super soldiers were never created. There’s comfort in that, but it makes me so. Fucking. Pissed.
“I won’t let your deaths go unavenged,” I whisper and look up, making a promise to my parents. “The Order will never hurt another family like that again.”
I get up to use the bathroom and am surprised to see all my stuff from my old bathroom is in here. My clothes are in the closet too. How the hell did Xavier pull this off without waking me up? Like most hunters, I’m a pretty light sleeper.
After using the bathroom, I twist my hair into a messy bun on the top of my head and get in the shower. I blink and get a flash of Devon’s blood swirling down the drain. Shaking myself, I reach down inside and focus on my training. Acknowledge my feelings but push them to the side because I have more important things to do right now than sit around and feel sorry for myself.