Burn For Me (Phoenix Fire) by Eden Cynthia

Author:Eden, Cynthia [Eden, Cynthia]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Brava
Published: 2014-01-28T05:00:00+00:00

The wolf shifter wasn’t at the meeting point in Charlotte. Cain’s fingers tapped on the steering wheel. Eve was curiously still beside him. The woman had never been this quiet before, not for so long.

They’d been waiting twenty minutes already. There was no sign of the wolf.

Cain cranked the engine.

Her hand flew out, and her fingers wrapped around his. “We aren’t leaving,” she told him, her voice almost a growl.

He turned his head toward her. Met that bright blue stare. “Yeah, we are.” He was definite on this. The longer they stayed there, the more danger they could face.

She had to see the writing on the wall. She had to. Trace wasn’t meeting them because the wolf couldn’t meet them.

Eve hadn’t been the only one taken last night, but she had been the only one rescued.

Two vamp bars. Two traps. One missing wolf.

Cain frowned. He should have known that Wyatt would have a backup plan in place.

They’d picked the old park as a meeting point because it was isolated. Private. But it looked like the meeting wasn’t going to happen.

Cain eased the vehicle—another stolen ride—away from the curb.

“Take me to the bar,” Eve whispered.

From the corner of his eye, Cain saw her hands clench in her lap. He knew which bar she meant.

Thirty minutes later, they were in front of Bite—the vamp bar that Trace had visited the night before.

There wasn’t much left of the place. Charred bricks. Ash. The shell of a wall in the back. Humans—probably arson investigators—were combing through the wreckage and yellow lines of tape marked off the area, keeping the gawkers back.

Hell.

“Wyatt has him,” Eve said. There was no emotion in her voice.

Cain kept driving past the bar. Nice and slow. Their windows were tinted so no one would get a good look at him and Eve, and he sure wasn’t doing anything to attract attention to them, not yet.

He also didn’t respond to Eve’s comment. Wyatt could have the wolf shifter—

Or Trace could be dead. If the wolf had fought back, death was a strong possibility. Cain knew other paranormals who hadn’t been taken alive. Wyatt just burned their bodies and moved on to his next target.

“You said that you knew how to find Wyatt,” Cain said instead, trying to keep her focused and away from the wall of worry he could almost feel growing around her. As soon as he learned what she knew, he would be dropping Eve off with a supernatural who owed him more than a few favors. The guy would keep her safe—until Cain made sure Wyatt wasn’t coming after any of them ever again.

“He wasn’t supposed to take Trace.”

A red light flashed. He slowed the car. Glanced in the rearview mirror. No sign of a tail. Yet. “He did.” Maybe the words were too cold, but Cain didn’t know any other way to be.

He heard the sharp rasp of her breath, then she said, “Turn right.”

He did.

“Left.” The word was clipped. Eve was worried about her shifter, but she was holding herself together.

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