Kraven (VLG Series Book 2) by Laurann Dohner Page B

say as long as he did it quickly, so she could go after Dusti to make certain Biker Bear wasn’t a rapist.
    “Fine. I’ll start. I’m not completely human.”
    She blinked, trying to take his words in, and wanted to cringe. A conversation she’d shared with Dusti the evening before flashed. She’d forgotten about it until that moment. Her sister had accused Drantos of being exactly like her friend Greg—a mental case who believed in aliens.
    Kraven must be mentally unstable like his brother. It surprised her how depressed that made her feel.
    “What are you then? I’m waiting with bated breath to hear this.”
    “We’re VampLycans. We’re the descendants of Vampires who overfed on human blood, to the point that they were able to impregnate their female Lycan day guards.”
    Bat blinked again. Oh hell. Seriously? So much for believing in aliens. This guy sees paranormal shit that goes bump in the night? She backed her face away from his as much as she could with his hands still clinging to her arms.
    “You’re also a descendant. You’re not as human as you believe.”
    Why is it that the really good-looking ones are never for me? They’re always either gay or insane. Damn. There goes the idea of maybe having a one-night stand. No way am I touching a mental case.
    “Are you listening to me?” He arched one of his dark eyebrows.
    “Oh yes. I’m hearing you.”
    “Your mother ran away from your grandfather’s clan and bred with a human. Decker is a monster, Bat, who plans to use you to start a civil war with the other clans. He wants to give you to a GarLycan. That’s a Gargoyle and Lycan mix. They live in close proximity to our clans, and we’re at peace with them, but your grandfather plans to use you to force them to fight against us.”
    She glanced away to peer at the woods. She didn’t see an escape route but she sure didn’t want to stay with the nutjob either. She needed to find her sister and get them back to the crash site. She’d be happy to send guys with nets after the brothers. They’d get a nice long vacation in some facility until they learned to face reality or the medication they desperately needed kicked in.
    “Look at me,” he demanded in a gruff voice.
    She met his gaze again.
    “A GarLycan by the name of Aveoth had agreed to accept your grandmother’s sister as his lover. It would have formed a tighter alliance between the GarLycan and VampLycan clans. Her name was Margola. They fed him her blood in hopes he’d learn to care about her, but Margola died before reaching adulthood. Your grandfather wanted to give your mother to Aveoth when she matured, but she fled to avoid it. She knew Decker would use her to force Aveoth to do his bidding in exchange.
    “Aveoth leads the GarLycans now, and he’s still addicted to the blood that runs in your veins. Decker wants to hand you over to him. Aveoth isn’t mated yet, so you’d become his lover until he is.”
    “Uh-huh.” She bit her lip, chewed on it, and finally sighed. “I hope he’s hot at least. I guess he’s really old though, if he was set to hook up with my great aunt. Is he at least rich?” She hoped he’d pick up on the sarcasm.
    “This isn’t a joke.” His fingers dug into her arms but not enough to hurt. “I’m being sincere. Decker told you he’s dying just to lure you here. He didn’t want your sister because she’s defective, in his opinion. That’s why he showed no interest in her. He can’t use her.”
    “To give to some Gargoyle half-breed Werewolf.”
    “Yes. And we don’t use the term Werewolf. That’s human bullshit. They’re Lycans.”
    She’d dealt with crazy people before but was in no mood to humor him. “Her loss, right? I mean, according to you, he’s all mine. It must be my lucky day.”
    A soft growl emanated from deep within the man’s chest, the sound alarming. Bat’s heart began to pound.
    “I’m totally serious and it’s the truth. Decker is evil . Your mother knew it,