Wolf Slayer & Vampire Undone by Linda Thomas-Sundstrom

Author:Linda Thomas-Sundstrom
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2017-11-22T12:13:45+00:00

Chapter 2

Natalie groaned as she hid her head under her pillow. She wished she had a gun. If she couldn’t shoot Lucien, she’d shoot herself to put her out of this misery. Maybe she should just use her chain? Lash him with silver. She needed to do something. He was outside her bedroom window, singing.

Badly. Which surprised her, because he had such a deep, sexy voice when he spoke... What happened in his larynx that he could sound like a brawling tomcat when he sang?

“Four hundred and sixteen bottles of beer on the wall...”

He’d started at one thousand bottles of beer on the wall.

She sat up in her bed and glared at the curtains shielding her window. She’d take one of those darn bottles and—Her hands fisted. She couldn’t stand it. All evening, he’d tapped at the windows, the doors. He’d cajoled, he’d teased. Now he was trying torture.

She rolled out of bed, stomped over to the window and whipped aside the curtain. He sat in the crook of the maple tree outside her window, looking way too comfortable for her liking. He stopped singing when she slid up the sash.

Lucien grinned. “Well, hello, minx.”

The nickname stopped her cold. He used to call her that, all those years ago. It had been used in exasperation, affection, but never in that slightly flirty tone.

“Don’t call me that,” she snapped.

“What should I call you? Nina?”

She lifted her chin. Okay, so he knew. Didn’t matter. It didn’t change anything. “Don’t call me that, either.”

“Why not? It’s your name.”

“No. Nina died a long time ago. My name is Natalie.”

He shrugged. “If that’s what you’d prefer to call yourself—”

“It is. Now, please go away.” How she didn’t have the neighbors lining up to complain was a mystery. He must have compelled them, damn it.

He folded his arms, eyeing her figure.

She was wearing pajamas from her neck to her ankle. She hadn’t felt comfortable wearing anything less, not with a vampire stalking her home.

“I need to talk with you.”

“I’m not interested.”

“I’m not leaving until you hear me out.”

She glanced at her watch. “That’s fine. Sunrise is in three hours. Nothing like smoked vampire with a side of bacon to go with my morning coffee.” She raised her arms to close the window.

“Four hundred and fifteen bottles of beer on the wall,” he began to warble.

She took a deep breath. She was tired, she was cranky, and if this meant she’d snatch some much needed sleep, she’d let him say his piece and get it over with. “Fine, talk. You have five minutes—and then I’m going to sleep and you can sizzle, for all I care.”

His eyebrows drew together and the downward turn of his mouth reminded her of Terry in one of his snits. “What happened to you? You used to be so nice...”

She snorted as she folded her arms and leaned her hip against the windowsill. “That was a lifetime ago, Lucien.” Literally. She glanced pointedly at her watch. “Four minutes.”

“I need your help.”

She stared at him for a moment but his expression was enigmatic as he stared back at her.

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