crazed maniac holding her captive.
With a savage yelp, her attacker cried out in pain and wrenched his hand away from her mouth, giving her just enough time to let out one piercing scream.
“No!” She lurched sideways, but the single hand that gripped her around the waist was strong, preventing her escape.
“Stupid bitch! You’re gonna pay for that!” With a powerful backhand blow, her attacker sent her tumbling backward, her head and back smashing into the hard, unforgiving brick of the nearby wall.
Everything went black.
Chapter 8
Fury the likes of which he’d never known flooded Ty’s body the moment he entered the dark alleyway. Soft light from the moon filtered down into the narrow space, illuminating Danika’s unconscious body.
Great goddess above! “Shit!” The leech was none other than the pot-bellied POS that had tried to purchase a lap dance from Danika back at the club. Skin ashen, eyes a stygian black, the leech hovered over Danika, its dark, smoky essence preparing to make the jump from its quickly deteriorating host into her. No!
Time was of the essence. If he killed the host body while the demon still resided within, the entire mess would be over. Demon dead—Danika safe. What the hell was he waiting for?
In a blind rage, Ty shot forward and unleashed a powerful blow to the human host’s chest, launching him a good fifty feet down the alleyway. The demon let out a mangled scream as he hit the deck, falling momentarily silent as he skidded into a chain link fence.
Ty’s heart raced and his vision tunneled. Shit. The change was coming on. His beast was rising from within, fighting to surface. A soft groan to his right caught his attention. Fuck! Danika was coming to.
Nausea racked his gut, and he let out an agonized groan. Too late. No time to get her to safety. The transformation had already begun. Ty closed his eyes and prayed he’d been right about the angelic beauty being his life mate. Zeus help her if she wasn’t because the moment his beast emerged, no creature, human or otherwise, was safe.
***
Danika wasn’t sure how long she’d been out when a loud, vicious growl filled her ears, reverberating off the walls of the alleyway as she came to. Dizzy, she glanced up through heavy lids, panic seizing her as a dark figure lurched above her. Is that…oh my God. Alexei!
No doubt enraged she’d managed to sidestep his proposed sexual advances, he’d followed her from the club and was going to make her pay, and pay dearly. So much for dodging that bullet. Fate, it seemed, was hell bent on beating the crap out of her.
“Hungry…so hungry.” Skin deathly pale and cold, eyes black as pitch, Alexei opened his mouth, releasing a long stream of ebony smoke that coiled toward her like a snake ready to attack.
What the… Paralyzed with fear, she slammed her lids shut and braced herself against what was sure to be a painful end, anger and sorrow the last emotions she’d ever experience. What is that thing? Oh, God! Please, let it be over fast!
Her mind wept for the mistakes of her past, and her heart ached for what would never be. True, unconditional love, the one thing she craved more than anything, had eluded her, dancing just out of reach, always just a hair’s breadth away. Regret coursed through her veins, chilling her further. She’d never find her soulmate; she’d never find the one person who would complete her in every way. Her life was going to end before it really had a chance to begin.
Heartbroken and terrified, Danika braced herself for the killing blow…a blow that never came.
She wasn’t sure if it was bravery or just plain stupidity that prompted her to open her eyes. Either way, she watched in stunned silence as Alexei was yanked from where he knelt and thrown a good fifty feet down the alleyway by— oh, my God! Mr. No Name!
Bathed in brilliant white light, her handsome champion illuminated the narrow passage, a deep rumble echoing past a set of snarling
With a savage yelp, her attacker cried out in pain and wrenched his hand away from her mouth, giving her just enough time to let out one piercing scream.
“No!” She lurched sideways, but the single hand that gripped her around the waist was strong, preventing her escape.
“Stupid bitch! You’re gonna pay for that!” With a powerful backhand blow, her attacker sent her tumbling backward, her head and back smashing into the hard, unforgiving brick of the nearby wall.
Everything went black.
Chapter 8
Fury the likes of which he’d never known flooded Ty’s body the moment he entered the dark alleyway. Soft light from the moon filtered down into the narrow space, illuminating Danika’s unconscious body.
Great goddess above! “Shit!” The leech was none other than the pot-bellied POS that had tried to purchase a lap dance from Danika back at the club. Skin ashen, eyes a stygian black, the leech hovered over Danika, its dark, smoky essence preparing to make the jump from its quickly deteriorating host into her. No!
Time was of the essence. If he killed the host body while the demon still resided within, the entire mess would be over. Demon dead—Danika safe. What the hell was he waiting for?
In a blind rage, Ty shot forward and unleashed a powerful blow to the human host’s chest, launching him a good fifty feet down the alleyway. The demon let out a mangled scream as he hit the deck, falling momentarily silent as he skidded into a chain link fence.
Ty’s heart raced and his vision tunneled. Shit. The change was coming on. His beast was rising from within, fighting to surface. A soft groan to his right caught his attention. Fuck! Danika was coming to.
Nausea racked his gut, and he let out an agonized groan. Too late. No time to get her to safety. The transformation had already begun. Ty closed his eyes and prayed he’d been right about the angelic beauty being his life mate. Zeus help her if she wasn’t because the moment his beast emerged, no creature, human or otherwise, was safe.
***
Danika wasn’t sure how long she’d been out when a loud, vicious growl filled her ears, reverberating off the walls of the alleyway as she came to. Dizzy, she glanced up through heavy lids, panic seizing her as a dark figure lurched above her. Is that…oh my God. Alexei!
No doubt enraged she’d managed to sidestep his proposed sexual advances, he’d followed her from the club and was going to make her pay, and pay dearly. So much for dodging that bullet. Fate, it seemed, was hell bent on beating the crap out of her.
“Hungry…so hungry.” Skin deathly pale and cold, eyes black as pitch, Alexei opened his mouth, releasing a long stream of ebony smoke that coiled toward her like a snake ready to attack.
What the… Paralyzed with fear, she slammed her lids shut and braced herself against what was sure to be a painful end, anger and sorrow the last emotions she’d ever experience. What is that thing? Oh, God! Please, let it be over fast!
Her mind wept for the mistakes of her past, and her heart ached for what would never be. True, unconditional love, the one thing she craved more than anything, had eluded her, dancing just out of reach, always just a hair’s breadth away. Regret coursed through her veins, chilling her further. She’d never find her soulmate; she’d never find the one person who would complete her in every way. Her life was going to end before it really had a chance to begin.
Heartbroken and terrified, Danika braced herself for the killing blow…a blow that never came.
She wasn’t sure if it was bravery or just plain stupidity that prompted her to open her eyes. Either way, she watched in stunned silence as Alexei was yanked from where he knelt and thrown a good fifty feet down the alleyway by— oh, my God! Mr. No Name!
Bathed in brilliant white light, her handsome champion illuminated the narrow passage, a deep rumble echoing past a set of snarling
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