cringe.
“Change or I’ll rip your heart out as you lie and you will
die in disgrace.”
“Screw you, warrior.” A spurt of blood from its torn throat
landed on Alek’s hand.
Honorable Reign never killed a transgressor in disgrace. The
unfortunate creatures had often fought bravely beside those who had to hunt
them. They had once been warriors who protected Kind and humans alike.
Those transgressors who succumbed to their bloodlust were
given the opportunity to die as the animal they were before being cursed. It
was no different than her own species, who were given the opportunity to walk
into the light rather than be killed by another vampyre.
“As you wish.”
The creature had a change of mind, wishing to fight and die
with honor as a cheetah. Spotted fur sprouted on its heaving chest, covering
the torso and running over the limbs. Red tears stained the beautiful thick fur
as they coursed down the beast’s face. The cheetah wheezed, unable to move.
Air hissed through Viv’s lips as Alek’s clothes disappeared
and faintly striped tan fur raced up his arms, down his legs and across his
torso. The largest cat she’d ever seen smashed down on all fours, causing the
ground to tremble. Holy Christ!
What stood there wasn’t lion or tiger but a strange
variation of both. The tiger’s lines were faint on the fawn-colored lion’s fur.
Muscles rippled down his side and his flank quivered before he reared up and
roared.
The solemn sound echoed off the side of the building.
Large paws landed on either side of the tiny spotted cat.
Lowering his head, Alek opened his mouth and, baring huge fangs, bit into the
belly of the transgressor. Yanking back, he disemboweled the animal.
Alek had honored the cat by allowing him to die as the
creature he’d been born.
The foul odor that filled the night air made her retch.
Weak and in extreme pain, Viv attempted to sit up. Blood
continued to pour from the gaping wound in her shoulder and she had no strength
to start the healing process. The pure scent of lion drifted over her. No, it
was vampyre. Damn, the injury had destroyed her senses, trapped her even more.
Put her at Alek’s mercy.
“Oh God, honey, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have left you alone.”
The smell of vampyre grew stronger and she heard Case say,
“Go, I’ll clean this up. Feed her quickly and I’ll get there as fast as I can.”
“Alek, I’ve lost too much blood to heal.” Tears glistened in
his eyes. She murmured, “Blood, strong blood.”
“Mine is strong.”
“Vampyre blood,” she whispered. “Don’t let me die.”
“Never.” He swept her up and moved into the fading black
sky.
Her mind grew weaker as they headed toward the horizon,
where dark was turning pink with light. Twirling with her in his arms, he
vanished into a tornadolike vortex to protect her from the early sun’s rays.
He settled her in the dark room beneath the mansion’s main
floor and Case soon joined them, carrying a bottle. “This will replace the
champagne you dropped.”
Why did Alec want champagne? Confused and too weak to enter
his mind, she listened to him talk quietly with Case, who suggested Alek feed
her before he dematerialized.
“Viv, can you hear me?”
“No…cat…blood. Vampyre.”
“You’ll die if we wait. You’re already weak from the sun’s
rising.”
Dried tears stained his cheeks red. He’d give his life for
her simply because they were mates. Alek was stronger than many of the Kind
she’d met. He had the same vampyre abilities the royal brothers had. But he
wasn’t royalty.
“Alek, don’t change me, I can’t be what you are,” she
whispered. “Vampyre, or at least royal blood. Law or Dace, they can sustain me
until I heal.”
Anger reddened his face. “ Mine is as royal as you’re
gonna get.” He slid into the bed and lifted her effortlessly onto his lap.
She struggled to hold her eyes open. His blood would take
too long to heal her, she’d die anyway, or he’d
“Change or I’ll rip your heart out as you lie and you will
die in disgrace.”
“Screw you, warrior.” A spurt of blood from its torn throat
landed on Alek’s hand.
Honorable Reign never killed a transgressor in disgrace. The
unfortunate creatures had often fought bravely beside those who had to hunt
them. They had once been warriors who protected Kind and humans alike.
Those transgressors who succumbed to their bloodlust were
given the opportunity to die as the animal they were before being cursed. It
was no different than her own species, who were given the opportunity to walk
into the light rather than be killed by another vampyre.
“As you wish.”
The creature had a change of mind, wishing to fight and die
with honor as a cheetah. Spotted fur sprouted on its heaving chest, covering
the torso and running over the limbs. Red tears stained the beautiful thick fur
as they coursed down the beast’s face. The cheetah wheezed, unable to move.
Air hissed through Viv’s lips as Alek’s clothes disappeared
and faintly striped tan fur raced up his arms, down his legs and across his
torso. The largest cat she’d ever seen smashed down on all fours, causing the
ground to tremble. Holy Christ!
What stood there wasn’t lion or tiger but a strange
variation of both. The tiger’s lines were faint on the fawn-colored lion’s fur.
Muscles rippled down his side and his flank quivered before he reared up and
roared.
The solemn sound echoed off the side of the building.
Large paws landed on either side of the tiny spotted cat.
Lowering his head, Alek opened his mouth and, baring huge fangs, bit into the
belly of the transgressor. Yanking back, he disemboweled the animal.
Alek had honored the cat by allowing him to die as the
creature he’d been born.
The foul odor that filled the night air made her retch.
Weak and in extreme pain, Viv attempted to sit up. Blood
continued to pour from the gaping wound in her shoulder and she had no strength
to start the healing process. The pure scent of lion drifted over her. No, it
was vampyre. Damn, the injury had destroyed her senses, trapped her even more.
Put her at Alek’s mercy.
“Oh God, honey, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have left you alone.”
The smell of vampyre grew stronger and she heard Case say,
“Go, I’ll clean this up. Feed her quickly and I’ll get there as fast as I can.”
“Alek, I’ve lost too much blood to heal.” Tears glistened in
his eyes. She murmured, “Blood, strong blood.”
“Mine is strong.”
“Vampyre blood,” she whispered. “Don’t let me die.”
“Never.” He swept her up and moved into the fading black
sky.
Her mind grew weaker as they headed toward the horizon,
where dark was turning pink with light. Twirling with her in his arms, he
vanished into a tornadolike vortex to protect her from the early sun’s rays.
He settled her in the dark room beneath the mansion’s main
floor and Case soon joined them, carrying a bottle. “This will replace the
champagne you dropped.”
Why did Alec want champagne? Confused and too weak to enter
his mind, she listened to him talk quietly with Case, who suggested Alek feed
her before he dematerialized.
“Viv, can you hear me?”
“No…cat…blood. Vampyre.”
“You’ll die if we wait. You’re already weak from the sun’s
rising.”
Dried tears stained his cheeks red. He’d give his life for
her simply because they were mates. Alek was stronger than many of the Kind
she’d met. He had the same vampyre abilities the royal brothers had. But he
wasn’t royalty.
“Alek, don’t change me, I can’t be what you are,” she
whispered. “Vampyre, or at least royal blood. Law or Dace, they can sustain me
until I heal.”
Anger reddened his face. “ Mine is as royal as you’re
gonna get.” He slid into the bed and lifted her effortlessly onto his lap.
She struggled to hold her eyes open. His blood would take
too long to heal her, she’d die anyway, or he’d
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