Bad Moon Rising_A Seven Sons Novel by DB Nielsen & Laurie Starkey & Michael Anderle

Author:DB Nielsen & Laurie Starkey & Michael Anderle [Nielsen, DB & Starkey, Laurie & Anderle, Michael]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: BrixBaxter Publishing
Published: 2019-04-06T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Aislinn finished her daily military regimen with a sudden spring into the air, delivering a Wushu-style triple kick at her sparring partner with sufficient force to send him reeling backward. Landing lightly on the mat as graceful as a dancer, she discharged a brutal follow-up of front kicks and round kicks to Caleb’s ribs without pausing, before firing out a final devastating sidekick that he somehow managed to block and catch, or it would have sent him flying through the dojo wall.

“Vlad’s tits, Aislinn! You’re not still mad at me, are you?”

Her bright blue eyes snapped at him, but she calmly said, “What in the world would give you that idea?”

She’d spent the past six hours doing her usual suspension training, kickboxing, and weightlifting regimen as Caleb had taught her in boot camp. But she still hadn’t worked out her excessive aggression caused by the double whammy of the redacted information from Styx and the warnings from Psychic Seth—she decided to call him this after their encounter since there was no other way to explain his weird and unique abilities—and was taking it out on her broad-shouldered personal trainer and oldest friend who had conveniently offered to spot her.

Welcome to my nightmare. WTF. Maybe an additional round of agility training might help.

“Aislinn, I did it for your own good. Can’t you see that?” The tattooed, bronzed muscles rippled on his rib cage in agitation as Caleb defended himself.

“Wait. What?” She looked at Caleb in confusion as he wiped the sweat from his brow with the back of his forearm.

“That guy was way too young for you,” he clarified and then, as if realizing his mistake, backed up quickly. “I mean, he was way too immature.”

Seriously? Was Caleb talking about the middle-aged vampire who had tried to hit on her in the club? OMV! He was. No way. Wait! Did he just say she was old? Offended, Aislinn stiffened as she realized what Caleb had just implied.

“What are you saying, Caleb? Are you suggesting I’m a cougar? Like some kind of immortal vampire cougar?” Her eyes flashed a warning. “Like a—a werecougar?”

That was the ultimate insult, comparing her to a shifter. She felt like kicking his ass all over again.

Oh Vlad, now, I’ve done it! Caleb ran one large hand over his bald head, a sure tell of his increasing anxiety.

“Look, kid—” He gulped as her eyes darkened and narrowed. Okay, maybe using the word “kid” to the daughter of Kayne wasn’t too smart. “I’m just saying you haven’t taken a lover in almost a century—” Her dark eyes narrowed even more. “But look, who’s counting, right? It’s just that there are human beings who’ve had more sex than you—”

“Whoa. Holdup. You’re digging your own grave, old man.” Her tone implied she was far from impressed at his bungled apology.

“No, wait, I’m concerned about you.” All she cared about was finding her sister’s killers. But then what? What the hell was she going to do with the rest of her immortal life once she’d destroyed them? Caleb stammered an explanation.

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