The Midnight Hunt by L.L. Raand & Radclyffe

Author:L.L. Raand & Radclyffe [Raand, L.L. & Radclyffe]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: lesbian, romance, Fiction, paranormal, Medical, Vampires, Werewolves, Urban Fantasy, erotica, futa, Clit-dick
ISBN: 9781602821408
Google: mBJoREz0y3QC
Amazon: 1602821402
Publisher: Bold Strokes Books
Published: 2010-03-16T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

A little before six p.m., Sylvan shoved aside a pile of paperwork on her desk and impatiently punched in Elena’s cell number.

The instant Elena answered, she demanded, “How is she?”

“Better. She’s with Sophia right now.”

“Sophia?” A barrage of heat shot into Sylvan’s chest. She’d held off contacting Sophia about taking samples from Drake so Drake would have more chance to heal. “Doing what? I told you Drake wasn’t ready.”

“Alpha,” Elena said softly, “Sophia is a medic. She’s just following up on Drake’s status.”

“Where are they?”

“Sophia took her to the mess hall.”

The pressure in Sylvan’s chest intensified and she bolted to her feet. “Drake is out with the Pack? She’s a dominant in frenzy and completely untrained! Elena—what are you thinking?”

“Sophia is with her and Roger is on his way to join them, but Drake is fine. In fact…”

“What? What’s wrong?”

“Drake is refusing to let anyone answer her call.”

“She’s not in frenzy, then?” The pressure in Sylvan’s chest eased and she drew in a slow breath.

“I’m not sure. She’s broadcasting strongly, but…it’s different. She’s different.”

Sylvan’s heart clenched. “Is there any sign of fever?”

“Nothing so far.”

“And she seems healthy?”

“Yes, very.”

“That’s good. That’s good.” Sylvan dropped into her chair, tilted her head back, and closed her eyes. She’d forced herself to work, answering phone calls, reviewing proposals, making notations on endless minutes from endless committee meetings with half a mind.

Underneath it all, she was constantly aware of the powerful urge to see Drake. To touch her. She rubbed the spot on her chest where Drake had bitten her. Her sex tightened.

“Alpha?” Elena asked uncertainly.

“What?” Sylvan replied.

“I asked when you would be back.”

“I don’t know.”

“She carries your scent.”

“An anomaly. It will fade.” The bite on Sylvan’s chest throbbed harder. “Tell Roger I want him to indoctrinate her. As soon as possible.”

“She’ll need to have a complete releas—”

“You said she’s not in frenzy,” Sylvan snapped.

“I know,” Elena said patiently, “but something is driving her. Alpha, I can sense her call across the Compound, and her need is powerful. Would you have her be in pain?”

“No. Never.” Sylvan closed her eyes. “I must speak with Sophia.”

“I’ll tell her to contact you right away.”

Sylvan thought of Drake in need, surrounded by Pack who would willingly answer her call. Drake deserved the comfort of Pack, and she needed the physical release—with whatever Pack member she chose.

That was the natural order of their existence, and Sylvan could not interfere because of her own irrational reactions. She was Alpha, and she owed Drake no less than the freedom every other Pack member enjoyed. She wouldn’t make Drake suffer just because she didn’t want anyone else near her. She would have to tolerate Drake finding her place in the Pack as every Were had done for millennia.

Elena repeated, “Alpha? Should I have Sophia call you?”

“That’s not necessary.” Sylvan winced at the stabbing pain emanating from the bite in her chest. “I’m on my way back. I’ll talk to Sophia when I arrive.”

“Of course, Alpha. I’ll just tell Roger to take care of Drake, then.

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