The Season of Giving: A Vampire Queen Series Vignette by Joey W. Hill

Author:Joey W. Hill [Hill, Joey W.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: StoryWitch Press

“Fuck this.” Kane slid his hand around Farida’s waist and clamped his other hand over John’s nape. “I want you both. Now. Let’s go home and whatever the hell happens tomorrow happens.”

At least he’d have this done and over with, this confusion of want and need. He didn’t think there was such a thing as erectile dysfunction for vampires, but he wasn’t going to wait to see if the general impotence he was feeling in all other aspects of his life would infect his dick as well.

He saw that flash of shadows in John’s eyes, but knew his second mark wouldn’t deny him. John wouldn’t ever deny him. The thought came with a hard twist of guilt, but before he could silence it with an inward snarl, something far more critical interrupted him.

His head snapped up and he pivoted, releasing his hold. In the time he’d assumed a protective stance before them, Farida had detected the same threat and moved shoulder to shoulder with him. When he opened his mouth to demand that she step back, she set her chin, her eyes shooting sparks that said she’d protect him just as readily as he would do the same for her and John.

He’d opened his mind to John automatically, so John already knew what they were facing. The human male vibrated with the desire to step into line with the two of them, like they were the Three Musketeers, but Kane felt his second mark suppress the urge. Unlike Kane, John always thought through his emotions before acting, and from a lifetime in Lady Lyssa’s household, the young man knew there was nothing a servant could do to endanger and undermine his vampire master worse than trying to appear as his equal. Especially in front of another vampire.

“What a delightful surprise.”

The vampire’s voice was faintly accented, but Kane couldn’t place his origins. From the scent that had preceded him, Kane already knew he wasn’t someone familiar. As the vampire turned the corner, came into view, Kane saw the male was wiry, knotted, giving the appearance of salted rope, unbreakable. He wore jeans and T-shirt, not much different from many of the other twenty-somethings in the mall, but Kane guessed he’d stuck to the shadows, because humans would have instinctively shied from him, or turned around and stared, as if he was a homeless person who’d wandered in. There was something off about him, different from other vampires he’d met.

A feral quality. Kane inhaled again and noticed his scent was wild like forest, pure nature, untouched by the world of humans. Kane had been around the Fae, and they could be like that, but this vampire was no Fae.

Could he be a Trad? One of those vampires who eschewed Vampire Council, human servants and the comforts of industrial society, living on the fringes of human and vampire existence? He’d never met one, but in the tales he had heard, they were always far more unkempt and unpleasantly pungent than this.

This male seemed clean, and his dark brown hair was in a smooth, thick braid to his waist.

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