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bordered on desperate. When Eyce broke the kiss, he buried his face in Echo’s neck, his large frame shaking as his arms tightened around Echo’s back like steel bands. “I love you. I love you,” he chanted over and over.
    Echo still didn’t know what was going on, but most of his anger had drained away, and he suddenly felt ashamed at his behavior. “I love you, too,” he whispered, combing his fingers through Eyce’s hair. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean those hateful things I said.” He kissed the side of Eyce’s head and sighed. “Please tell me what just happened, because I still really want to hurt him.”
    The brunette that had been chewing at Eyce’s throat rolled his eyes and snorted. “I just took a little nip. I don’t know what the bloody big deal is. No pun intended.”
    “You’re not helping,” Vapre growled from beside him.
    “A nip?” Echo’s eyebrows disappeared into his hairline. “Like…I mean…you are…”
    The guy nodded at him and smiled, showing off a set of pointy fangs. “A vampire.”

Chapter Seven

    “Aren’t you kind of small for a vampire?” Echo asked from Eyce’s arms. So many strange and unbelievable things had happened to him in the past several weeks he didn’t even blink an eye at the fact that the man was a vampire. He just always pictured them bigger, more like his demons.
    “Aren’t you kind of small for a human?” The vampire shot back.
    Echo wrinkled his nose, but nodded. He hated that he found the guy’s English accent cute as hell. “Touché.”
    “You’re really an honest to goodness vampire?” Sony asked the other stranger in the room as he stared at him in awe.
    A bit taller than his companion, but leaner in the hips, the redhead smiled and nodded. “Sure are, mate.”
    “Not to be rude, but who the hell are you?” Echo shrugged when Eyce lifted an eyebrow at him. Okay, so he meant to be a little rude. He was still pissed about the bloodsucker chomping away as his mate’s neck like it was a late-night snack.
    “The name is Syn.” The dark-haired vampire gave a regal bow. “And this is Jinx,” he said as he waved a hand toward the other man.
    “Wow, your parents really didn’t like you.” Myst snorted and shook his head.
    “And that’s putting it mildly,” Jinx mumbled.
    “So, you’re brothers?” Sony asked. He looked completely enraptured with the pair.
    “No.” Jinx shook his head. “Our mums were best of friends, grew up together and all, but we’re not blood kin.”
    “Grew up?” Vapre scoffed. “You look like babies.”
    Echo glared at the demon. The vampires didn’t look any younger than he did. Then again, compared to the thousands of years his warriors had lived, he supposed his own twenty-two years would seem fairly insignificant to them.
    “We are over two hundred years old,” Syn growled. Then he sighed and shook his head. “So, true, I guess we’re not much more than babes.”
    “Can I see your fangs?” Mac blurted, then clamped his lips together and blushed to the tips of his ears.
    Jinx chuckled and opened his mouth to show off his pointy canines. “Good?”
    Mac nodded dazedly. “You really are a vampire,” he breathed. “Are you allergic to the sun, and garlic, and holy water, and all that other stuff?”
    “Holy water is just water,” Syn answered. “I love garlic.” He sighed and pushed a hand through his mousy hair. “The sun stuff is true, though, we don’t burst into flames like the stories say.” He rolled his eyes at this before continuing. “It’s more like roasting a hotdog on a campfire, and it bloody hurts like hell.”
    “Okay, so what are you doing here, and why were you chomping on my mate’s neck?” Echo wiggled out of Eyce’s arms and held his hand out, his eyes never leaving Syn’s.
    It took Eyce a minute to catch on, but when he figured out what Echo was waiting for, he quickly stripped his shirt off and handed it to him. “There is a lot of fucking nakedness in