The Mate Mistake (The Woolven Secret Book 3) by Saranna DeWylde

Author:Saranna DeWylde [DeWylde, Saranna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Corvus Corax
Published: 2017-04-10T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Belle was exhausted.

She hadn't dealt with that many people in one place in a long time. Remembering everyone's names and faces, if they were friendlies or foes... It was all so much.

Parker seemed to be completely at home under the scrutiny.

Belle remembered the hotel room, where he'd casually walked, cock in plain view, toward the window where he'd closed the drapes. He'd acted as if nothing fazed him.

She knew he took their situation seriously, but seeing him like this, so laidback and unimpressed, she had to remind herself that it was facade.

That he was very aware of the danger they were all in.

When they were finally in the limo, he said, "I've got a surprise for you."

"Oh, yeah? What's that?"

"We're not going back to Aphelion."

"No? Where are we going?"

"We're going to stay right here. There's a supernatural spa that caters to our sort downtown. Before we head back to Aphelion, you're going to get a spa day."

"What? Really?"

"Me too. We'll spend the night and then head back to Aphelion in the morning." He took her hand and kissed her knuckles. "You're getting the Bathory treatment."

"The blood of a hundred virgins?"

"All legally and humanely acquired. Your wedding present."

"This is too surreal."

"Would you rather just go to Aphelion?" he offered. "I know this must all be so overwhelming."

"This spa is just the thing. I've been so out of touch with the supernatural world. I think I need it."

"Good. Because after you get your Bathory treatment, and you've had a massage, and all the beef liver you can eat, I'm going to eat you." He snapped his teeth at her.

Belle shivered with sensual delight. She couldn't and didn't want to say no. "Oh really? Well, Parker Woolven, what if I just eat you instead?"

"Can't we do both?" He leaned in and nuzzled her neck.

"Can we? I like that." Except she couldn't stop thinking about the blood slave she'd seen that day. That's what she assumed he was.

He hadn't been a vampire, but he was sentient. He was obviously Asakku property and he'd been sent there to torment her.

To warn her of what was going to happen to her, and to anyone that dared to help her. There was part of her that wanted to tear him to pieces. Part of her that wanted to unleash the pack on the bastard and send his entrails back to her father in a pretty pink box.

Except that would make her just like him, wouldn't it?

"Hey, gorgeous. Where'd you go?"

"I was thinking about that man today. About The Greasy Lamb."

"He'll be dealt with."

"Will he?" she asked softly. "You must have considered he might've been sent to rile us up. To make us sloppy."

"Of course he was, but that doesn't mean we'll let it go unanswered." He pulled her close. "There's plenty of time to think about war. For now, think about taking care of yourself."

"Are you trying to spoil me?" She eyed him. "Because I like it. A woman could get used to this."

"You should get used to it.

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