The Bloodline War (The Community Book 1) by Tappan Tracy

Author:Tappan, Tracy [Tappan, Tracy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: B. Reed Publishing
Published: 2013-12-15T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-four

“What now?” Jaċken grumbled at the sound of someone knocking on his bedroom door. He still had a mountain of paperwork to fill out about their clash with Lørke. Not exactly a sit-at-your-desk kind of guy, he’d procrastinated the job, and didn’t want to be dealing with anyone’s bullshit. Hoisting himself up from his chair, he stalked across his bedroom and yanked open the door. Ah, crap. He dropped his brows into a dark scowl: Toni and Vinz.

“What happened?” he bit out. Had Lørke attacked again? Usually, that dickhead needed some recovery time after taking on the voltage he had, not to mention several knife wounds, but Jaċken wouldn’t have been surprised if Toni’s strong scent had motivated Lørke toward more inhuman feats of dick-headedness. Besides, she looked really upset.

“She’s having some kind of freakout.” Vinz’s tone was calm, although a subtle something in his expression suggested he’d rather be fighting a horde of Om Rău than dealing with a woman in a mood. “She took off like a bat out of hell from the hospital, and I gave chase. She claims she wasn’t trying to escape, and,” he shrugged, “I believe her. Such a move would’ve been too stupid for a woman like her.”

“What set her off?”

“Beats the shit out of me.”

“I’m standing right here,” Toni remarked churlishly. “You can ask your stupid questions directly to me.”

Vinz shot Jaċken a look. “She, um, insisted on talking to you.”

He raised his eyebrows. Me?

“Yes.” Toni took a step closer to the door. “Right now, Jaċken.”

“Ah, okay, then….” Vinz backed up. “You’ve got her, then, sir. Right?”

No—shit, no—he didn’t have her. He’d spent most of the last three days making all kinds of threats to himself not to get stuck alone with Toni again, especially in a bedroom. But Vinz was already heading off and—double-shit—Toni was pushing past him into his room.

He cursed in an undertone, then shut the door and leaned back against it. “Okay, so what’s up?”

She faced off with him from the middle of his room, feet braced, hands planted on her hips, her eyes fiery with the kind of stubborn determination that never seemed to work out well for him. His stomach did a slow roll over and he fought against the urge to swallow. Last time she’d worn that expression, he’d ended up spilling his guts about why he liked old movies. Yeah, this had bad written all over it.

“I need to see your fangs, Jaċken.”

He straightened with a snap, the tips of his ears flaming. Jesus, “bad” did not begin to cover just how not good this was. “No, Toni. Hell no, in fact.”

“Jaċken—”

“Go.” He jerked open his door again. “Out of my room. Right now. This isn’t up for debate.”

She paused a moment, then briskly crossed his room.

Thank God. She wasn’t going to put up a fight. He almost sighed in relief over the unexpected gift, although a part of him felt an odd disappointment, too. He was starting to get used to her pushing him, kind of felt like he…needed it on some level, to be more himself.

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