1940887739 (A) by Rebecca Zanetti

Author:Rebecca Zanetti [Zanetti, Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy, Romance, Rebecca Zanetti, vampires, Dark Protectors, 1001 Dark Nights
Goodreads: 23737023
Publisher: Evil Eye Concepts, Incorporated
Published: 2015-12-08T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

Chalton strode for the bedroom, a wiggly woman over his shoulder and fire in his heart. It would be his duty to mate Ronni, but every cell in his body protested vehemently.

He’d never believed in fate, and he sure as hell didn’t believe in soul mates.

Yet having Olivia in the same space as him felt right. When she laughed, he could actually feel the humor, and when she seemed sad, every urge he owned pushed him to make it right.

Was she his?

If so, how could he mate her best friend? How could he mate anybody? Maybe he couldn’t. There had to be something…more. In order to mate, there had to be that something that mated vampires couldn’t even explain.

He didn’t have the words, either…but he felt it for the woman now struggling to get off his shoulder. “Knock it off.” He jostled her just enough to illustrate her precarious position.

She stilled.

He’d never drop her, but the threat was there, now wasn’t it? She didn’t know him well enough to understand he’d break every bone in his body before allowing her to get even a bruise. Good thing, too. The woman would certainly use that to her advantage.

He strode through the long entrance to the bedroom and dropped her onto the larger than life four-poster bed. She bounced and quickly scooted up to the headboard, her eyes wide.

And interested.

He sighed. “I also should tell you that the mating with Ronni might not work.”

“Why not?”

“Because I’m interested in somebody else, and none of us really understand how or why we mate who we do. Some believe in fate.”

Her hands curled into the thick bedspread. “Who are you interested in?” The tone came out accusatory and a little hurt.

He frowned. “You.”

She blinked and her lips formed a slight O. “We just met.”

“That doesn’t seem to matter to vampires,” he said wryly.

“I’m not easy,” she spat out, seeming to be arguing with both of them.

He threw back his head and laughed. “Livy? I know everything about you, including past lovers. Believe me, your number is ridiculously small for somebody so gorgeous.”

Her shoulders went back. “Oh yeah? What’s your number?”

He lost his smile and fought the urge to shuffle his feet. “You don’t want to know.”

“Yeah, I do.”

“Too bad. I’ve lived more than three hundred years, darlin’, and I’ve had many careers…not once as a monk.” Though every woman he’d ever met paled to nothing compared to the spitfire glaring at him.

His cell phone dinged, and he answered it. “Chalton.”

“What the hell is going on?” Dage Kayrs growled clearly over the line.

Chalton kept Livy in his sight. “I’m not sure. This may be an attack on my family through Olivia. We’re investigating. Also, the Kurjans are involved.”

“Can’t blame them,” Dage ground out. “The first two articles more than hint at our world. Is the woman cooperating?”

“No.” Chalton eyed her.

“Make her.”

“Right.”

Dage sighed. “Shall I talk to her?”

Temper, rare and hot, roared through Chalton. “You want to? Sure. Give me a second.” He turned and typed

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