Blood Cure by K.A. Linde

Author:K.A. Linde
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2018-08-20T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 20

Beckham escorted Reyna out of the building. They found a limo idling outside. Reyna should have expected it. If this guy was as powerful as Gabe made him out to be then that usually came with wealth. Unease settled in her bones as the reality of what they were about to do hit her. She didn’t know who this guy was or what he would want or even if he would answer their questions.

But they needed any help they could get. And she hated even more being put in that situation. She wanted to rush into the action and bang heads together. Figure out how to stop this and just do it. Except that hadn’t worked last time. She knew it wouldn’t work this time either.

She had to outmaneuver Harrington, which meant she had to do things he wouldn’t anticipate. Barreling in and attacking him…he expected. But her blood match with Beckham was not on his radar. The anti-vamp cult not something he’d ever consider. This…new contact…totally out of left field.

She could do this.

She was bound and determined.

A driver got out from the front of the limo and came around to open the back door for them. He handed them each a black hood.

Beckham raised an eyebrow. “You expect me to wear this?”

“Not me. But if you want to meet your contact tonight, you won’t argue.”

Beckham snarled. Reyna put her hand on his arm. The last thing she wanted was for him to go full vamp on this guy. He was just the messenger. They would take it up with their stupid contact later.

“Becks,” she whispered.

“We’re on a tight schedule,” the driver said, and gestured for them to get in the limo.

Reyna slid into the backseat, and after a few tense seconds Beckham followed suit. She took a deep breath then slid the hood over her head. She shivered as memories of her kidnapping flooded her. The feel of the guy grabbing her arm. Him knocking her out. Blackness taking her over as she was dragged out of Everett’s apartment.

“Oh God,” she whispered.

Her breathing was uneven. She was pretty sure she was hyperventilating.

Logically she knew that this wasn’t the same. Not even close to the same. She wasn’t being kidnapped. She was willingly moving forward with this. Yet, her brain couldn’t process the two things. It couldn’t move past the horror and violation.

Beckham’s arm swept around her shoulders and he held both of her hands in his. “Breathe,” he whispered. “I’m here this time. No one will take you from me. Not ever again.”

“Becks,” she gasped.

“I’ll kill anyone who touches you. I’ll protect you. You’re safe.”

“I’m safe,” she repeated.

She took a strangled breath and then let it out slowly. She did it a couple more times before she finally believed herself. With Beckham’s arms safely around her she felt the panic attack subsiding. The residual effects of her PTSD draining out of her.

God, she hated this.

Beckham never released her. He held her the entire drive as they moved through the city and to wherever their contact’s headquarters were.

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