Love Me Hard by Tracey H. Kitts

Author:Tracey H. Kitts
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gargoyle romance seres, new adult romance series, paranormal romance, urban fantasy series, witch faerie romance series, witch revenge series, family curse
Publisher: Tracey H. Kitts
Published: 2017-02-21T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

“Don’t worry, I won’t bite unless you ask me to.”

I stood up slowly and went to the fridge for another glass of blood. I’d never been turned on enough to make my fangs grow before. It kind of freaked me out. I didn’t want to scare him, though I doubted Hugh would be so easily shaken.

I jumped when I felt his big warm hand on my shoulder.

“The fangs don’t bother me,” he said gently. “I’ve got my own, remember?”

I breathed a sigh of relief. Yes, I still sigh and do many other normal things that are no longer necessary. They make me feel alive and help me hold onto some shred of my humanity.

“Good.”

“How long did it take you go gain control, after you were turned?”

“Almost four years,” I said, putting a glass of blood in the microwave.

“You’ve only been really looking for the people who killed your mother for three years then?” As he spoke he brushed my long hair aside and caressed the back of my neck. I’ve always liked to be touched this way. The touch was not sexual, yet still intimate.

“Roughly.”

I turned to face him and brushed my fingertips over his chest, enjoying the feel of the fine hairs against my skin.

“Don’t beat yourself up too much. It took me three years to find the werewolf who killed my grandmother.”

“What did you do before? You said her death got you into being a paranormal P.I.”

I studied his face for a moment and tried to read the emotions I saw flickering behind his eyes.

“I was a cop. I’d only been at it for a few years.”

That surprised me a little. Most of the police officers I’d met were assholes. Most, not all. I know a few cops who are good and decent people. But they’re in the minority in this city. Hugh didn’t seem like the uptight power-hungry pricks I’d met at all.

“You didn’t trust the police to find her killer?” I asked.

“You know as well as I do, maybe better than I do, that cases involving paranormal minorities are not given priority. I mean, isn’t that how you stay in business? If this had been an ordinary woman killed by a werewolf, they would have called in the Hunters and taken care of business. But some of them knew my grandmother was a witch. They put her in the same category as vampires, werewolves, and any other creature of the night.”

“I’m sorry,” I said softly. “Why didn’t you contact the Hunters personally?”

There are lots of people who hunt werewolves and “monsters” in general, if you’re looking to hire. But the Hunters have been doing this for centuries and are sanctioned by the government. To be blunt, they don’t fucking play. They’re sort of like the werewolf police, but no one has to call them. Laws regarding lycanthropes are still kind of sketchy. More often than not, werewolves are simply executed if they commit a crime. Don’t even get me started on other were-creatures. No one is sure if they fall under werewolf laws or what.

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