Vampire's Baby by Tasha Sorensen

Author:Tasha Sorensen
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: shifter, romance, shapeshifter, werewolf, werewolves, wolf, wolf shifter, wolves, bear, bear shifter, werebear, bears, lion, lion shifter, werelion, tiger, tiger shifter, weretiger, steamy, hot, paranormal, urban, fantasy, alpha, alpha male, alpha male romance, dominant, dominant male, submissive, submissive woman, vampire, vampire romance, alpha vampire romance, alpha male vampire, billionaire, billionaire vampire
Publisher: Tasha Sorensen
Published: 2018-11-21T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 3

I WOKE UP AROUND TEN to find my bed empty. I vaguely remembered Silas giving me a kiss on the cheek with a promise that he’d see me later at the meeting.

The meeting. I hated Ezra’s ‘gatherings’ as he called them. We didn’t have them often so I knew that meant there was something serious going on in hunter land. Thinking about the vampire I’d killed last night, I wondered if his almost zombie-like appearance had anything to do with our meeting. That hadn’t been a typical reaction to feeding, and either meant that he was too new and out of control, or we had a bigger problems on our hands.

I showered, made myself a bagel, and sat on the couch with my cat, Gus. He crawled into my lap, drooling on my stomach as he kneaded himself a little sleeping spot. This was perhaps the most attention I’d garnered from him this past week and I intended to enjoy it.

As I rubbed his silky smooth, gray fur, I flipped aimlessly through the Sunday morning television programming. After realizing that the television sucked, I finally decided that it was time to get dressed and head out for work. Dressed meant throwing on a pair of jeans and a tee shirt with the words Princess Gloomy printed over a goth-like cartoon girl. It had been a present from Silas for my last birthday. And while I was probably too old to be wearing clothing like that, I didn’t care at all.

I took a cab to our company headquarters. Well, maybe headquarters wasn’t really the right description. Since our organization needed the ability to hide and move around, we had several different locations that we used throughout the year. This particular location was Ezra’s first choice for our gatherings—the basement of a local university library.

Climbing out of the cab, I inhaled the fresh, crisp scent of an arriving autumn. Large oaks and maples planted hundreds of years ago, decorated the landscape with a beauty only nature could create. As I walked toward the library, the campus cathedral stood like a sentinel to the right of the building. I was not a religious person, but I could appreciate the magnificence of the architecture. Stained glass windows, a steeple higher than the nearby buildings, and stone bricks not used anymore. Legend said that the school was built around the church and some of the original founders were buried in the catacombs underneath. I hadn’t ever been in them, but had always wondered if there were more than just dead bodies lurking below.

The library hummed with a buzz of determined students seemingly unaware that it was the weekend. However, this school only accepted some of the best and brightest future doctors, lawyers, and scientists in the country, so it really shouldn’t have been surprising to see so many students hunched over their books and studying hard. I walked through the large, open atrium filled with tables, past the help desk, and toward the stairs.

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