severance package. How much do you think we should offer her?” He got up
and began to pace.
“I don’t want her to leave.” He wasn’t going to let her go.
“You aren’t making any sense. She has to go. This
could become a serious problem for you.”
“I don’t care. She stays. I’ll figure out the rest later.”
Christian didn’t give a damn whether it made sense or not.
“You’ve created a precarious situation here. Do you
understand what will happen if Marcus finds out about this? You took an oath.
The Order isn’t forgiving if you break your vows. You’re still considered a
Hunter even if you don’t go out on patrol anymore.” Conner looked shaken and
extremely worried.
Christian was abundantly clear on the Order of the Dragon’s
laws as they applied to Hunters. Protect the innocent, preserve the rights of
the living, do not drink blood from human flesh and destroy all those who do. Shit,
how could I forget? He’d never broken his vows. Not once. He took those
commitments seriously. He just didn’t want to be involved with the whole bloody
war anymore.
“Marcus won’t find out, and even if he does, sex with a
human isn’t against the Order’s laws,” he said, trying to play it off.
“You know it’s still frowned upon because of the danger it
represents. It’s not safe for a human to get that close to one of us in a
highly aroused state.”
“I’ve got it under control.” That was a lie but he’d figure
it out.
“If you almost bit her it doesn’t sound like you’ve got it
handled.”
“I want her, end of discussion.”
“Look, I can see how you might find this girl attractive.
She’s beautiful, but how is this going to work?” Conner shook his head in
disbelief.
“You stay the fuck away from her. Got me?” He wanted to leap
across the desk. The idea of another male finding her attractive made him see
red.
“Holy hell—she’s your blooded, isn’t she?” Conner scooted
back in his chair.
Christian took a deep breath and tried to calm the anger
welling inside him. “Yes. It appears that may be the case.”
“Damn, mate. Congratulations, I guess. I’ll handle whatever
shit rolls downhill. Should I ask if you have a plan?”
“No plan yet. But I don’t want anyone to interfere. Leave
the girl to me, are we clear?” He didn’t want other males near her, period.
“Of course. But what if she goes to the cops?”
“I don’t think she will.” Well, at least he hoped she wouldn’t.
He stood to leave.
“This may get very ugly if she does.”
“What’s done is done. I can’t change it now.”
“I hope you realize I’ve got your back no matter what
happens.”
“You’re a good friend. I didn’t mean what I said earlier.
The firing part…” He wasn’t good at apologies.
“No worries. It’s already forgotten.”
Conner came around the desk and slapped him on the back.
Christian didn’t understand his jealous outburst earlier. Jealousy was a
strange emotion he wasn’t used to. This bonded thing is some weird shit.
“I’m going after her. You’re in charge while I’m gone.” Christian
turned to leave.
“Good luck, mate.”
“Thanks.”
Christian left Conner’s office without saying another word
and traced back to his own suite. Life just a few hours ago, before this female
crossed his path, had been predictable. He hadn’t been very nice to the
opposite sex ever since his transformation. “Selfish” would be the best way to
describe how he had treated most females of his kind. They were good to fuck but
held no more interest to him than that. The carefree, loving Christian of his
youth no longer existed. That male had been buried, along with those memories
he found too painful to dredge up.
Emily, or whoever the fuck she was, had turned that switch
back on inside him. She was like a drug, and damn it, he wanted another fix.
He went over to the big leather chair behind his desk and
flopped unceremoniously into his seat and took
and began to pace.
“I don’t want her to leave.” He wasn’t going to let her go.
“You aren’t making any sense. She has to go. This
could become a serious problem for you.”
“I don’t care. She stays. I’ll figure out the rest later.”
Christian didn’t give a damn whether it made sense or not.
“You’ve created a precarious situation here. Do you
understand what will happen if Marcus finds out about this? You took an oath.
The Order isn’t forgiving if you break your vows. You’re still considered a
Hunter even if you don’t go out on patrol anymore.” Conner looked shaken and
extremely worried.
Christian was abundantly clear on the Order of the Dragon’s
laws as they applied to Hunters. Protect the innocent, preserve the rights of
the living, do not drink blood from human flesh and destroy all those who do. Shit,
how could I forget? He’d never broken his vows. Not once. He took those
commitments seriously. He just didn’t want to be involved with the whole bloody
war anymore.
“Marcus won’t find out, and even if he does, sex with a
human isn’t against the Order’s laws,” he said, trying to play it off.
“You know it’s still frowned upon because of the danger it
represents. It’s not safe for a human to get that close to one of us in a
highly aroused state.”
“I’ve got it under control.” That was a lie but he’d figure
it out.
“If you almost bit her it doesn’t sound like you’ve got it
handled.”
“I want her, end of discussion.”
“Look, I can see how you might find this girl attractive.
She’s beautiful, but how is this going to work?” Conner shook his head in
disbelief.
“You stay the fuck away from her. Got me?” He wanted to leap
across the desk. The idea of another male finding her attractive made him see
red.
“Holy hell—she’s your blooded, isn’t she?” Conner scooted
back in his chair.
Christian took a deep breath and tried to calm the anger
welling inside him. “Yes. It appears that may be the case.”
“Damn, mate. Congratulations, I guess. I’ll handle whatever
shit rolls downhill. Should I ask if you have a plan?”
“No plan yet. But I don’t want anyone to interfere. Leave
the girl to me, are we clear?” He didn’t want other males near her, period.
“Of course. But what if she goes to the cops?”
“I don’t think she will.” Well, at least he hoped she wouldn’t.
He stood to leave.
“This may get very ugly if she does.”
“What’s done is done. I can’t change it now.”
“I hope you realize I’ve got your back no matter what
happens.”
“You’re a good friend. I didn’t mean what I said earlier.
The firing part…” He wasn’t good at apologies.
“No worries. It’s already forgotten.”
Conner came around the desk and slapped him on the back.
Christian didn’t understand his jealous outburst earlier. Jealousy was a
strange emotion he wasn’t used to. This bonded thing is some weird shit.
“I’m going after her. You’re in charge while I’m gone.” Christian
turned to leave.
“Good luck, mate.”
“Thanks.”
Christian left Conner’s office without saying another word
and traced back to his own suite. Life just a few hours ago, before this female
crossed his path, had been predictable. He hadn’t been very nice to the
opposite sex ever since his transformation. “Selfish” would be the best way to
describe how he had treated most females of his kind. They were good to fuck but
held no more interest to him than that. The carefree, loving Christian of his
youth no longer existed. That male had been buried, along with those memories
he found too painful to dredge up.
Emily, or whoever the fuck she was, had turned that switch
back on inside him. She was like a drug, and damn it, he wanted another fix.
He went over to the big leather chair behind his desk and
flopped unceremoniously into his seat and took
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