Isolated Maneuver: An Immortal Ops World Novel (Immortal Outcasts Series Book 3) by Mandy M. Roth

Author:Mandy M. Roth [Roth, Mandy M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Raven Happy Hour, LLC
Published: 2017-04-12T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

“I’ve got eyes on the succubus,” said one of Helmuth’s guards over the phone line. “She’s at a pop-up sex club run by some nymphs. It’s near the edge of the city, but it’s still within your territory. Place used to be a biker bar, but it closed up shop a few months back. Look like the nymphs seized the moment.”

“You’re sure it’s Galiena?” asked Helmuth into his cell phone, his gaze locked on a group of young women walking near his parked vehicle. His lip curled at the sight of them, each trying desperately to look older and sexier than they were. He had never been attracted to that type of woman. While Galiena was technically a whore, she only bedded so many men because of what she was—a succubus. He understood as much. And she was a cut above other women. Classy, smart, sexy without trying to be overtly so.

His cock hinted at life by merely thinking of her. It had always been that way with her. She was the one woman who could excite him enough sexually, without using her powers, to make his cock respond—even if just a bit. He’d bedded hundreds of succubi in his life, and all had served to get him off, but none called to him on a level he couldn’t explain.

Galiena did—and she’d been the only one to refuse to bed him.

Even in her darkest hours, held within the lowest level of one of his mansions, she’d not broken. She’d refused him.

He clenched and then unclenched his fist and his nails lengthened at once, looking like daggers. He had to focus to prevent himself from shifting forms fully, into what he’d been born as long ago—something most within the supernatural community thought were only legends and myths. Something that, without the serum he’d created decades ago, would force him to return to stone during daylight hours.

A gargoyle.

He had always hated the name for his kind. And he never permitted the word to be uttered in his presence. Very few even knew of his ties to gargoyles. That his father had been one, and his mother had been a poor, unsuspecting victim. Taken, used and held until she’d birthed a child. As a witch, she’d had the power to override mating laws of nature to some degree. But not fully. From what he’d been told, she’d paid the price with her life upon his birth.

He had arrived into this world a killer. Killing his own mother. And he’d been raised by monsters. When it became clear he was not as they were, not fully of their kind, not fully human or witch either, they had discarded him and left him for dead.

But he’d survived.

He always did.

He’d made a name for himself in Seattle and he’d done so without letting on to what he was. People feared him for his money, power, and ruthlessness. They didn’t fear him because he was an actual monster.

His fingers hardened and he shook, needing to take a breath to get them to return to human form.

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