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What? Others?
“You think you’re so bad. Hunting your own kind.” Jacobson plowed a fist into Zane’s face, and Zane took the punch because he wanted the bastard to keep talking. “Fucking traitor, want to be human, can’t?—”
This time, Zane caught the fist that came at his face. And because the demon had pissed him off, Zane broke two of the guy’s fingers.
Jacobson howled. Zane squeezed tighter. “Who are the others?” he demanded. He couldn’t see Jana anymore. That woman sure moved fast for a human.
“L-let g-go…”
Zane smiled. “No.” It was his turn to head-butt. He smashed his forehead into Jacobson’s nose.
The demon crawled away, gagging, as blood flew from his broken nose.
“Something you should know,” Zane murmured as he rose to his feet and brushed off his hands. Jacobson was still on the ground, moaning. “I like to fight dirty.” Then he drove his booted foot into Jacobson’s side. Paused. Then did it again. The demon curled into a ball. “Next time, leave the humans alone.”
“Bastard!”
True. But flattery wouldn’t stop him. Where was Jana? Zane risked one moment to let his gaze rake the darkness.
That was when he heard her scream.
* * *
“You’re a naughty girl, Jana.” The angry whisper blew against her ear.
Damn the supernaturals in the city. They were everywhere, and it sure seemed like they were all gunning for her. Why was she becoming Ms. Popular?
“Let me go,” she said loudly, really hoping that Zane had caught her scream. And, come on, what had been up with him shoving her at the crazy demon? Hadn’t the guy ever heard of protecting the weak? Hadn’t she looked weak enough for him?
“You’re a hard woman to track.” The jerk didn’t let her go. He just shoved her up against some smelly alley wall. She couldn’t see his face. Since she was human, she didn’t get bonus vision in the dark. Just a body that could break too easily. And had, too many times.
“Wh-what do you want?” Come on, Zane, haul ass. She didn’t need to see in order to know the identity of the man who’d snuck up on her and now held her in his too cold and too tight grip. She hadn’t planned to meet him tonight. Hadn’t been ready. But she’d known that he was watching. He was one of those pricks who liked to watch while the world went to hell around him.
“I want to make sure you understand the rules of the game.” Great. He’d pushed her hair to the side and now his breath was on her neck. She really didn’t want this jerk’s mouth on her neck. She didn’t want him anywhere near her.
If Zane’s not coming, then I can take care of him. I can do it.
As long as Zane wasn’t there to see..
Her breath came out on a long, slow rush. “I understand the rules.” He didn’t.
“Then why the hell did you go after my man?” His claws pressed into her chest. Right above her heart.
Jana stilled, barely daring to breathe because she’d just caught the glint of fangs in the dark. When a vamp’s fangs were that close to your throat—hell. And those claws hurt. He hadn’t shoved them too deep, not yet, but if he wanted, he could cut her heart out in less than two seconds’ time.
I hate vampires.
“How was I supposed to know he was yours?” She started talking, fast, but kept her voice quiet now. “He’s a demon, I thought?—”
A growl. “You thought wrong. You’re not supposed to attack the demons.”
Wasn’t she? Sometimes, the jobs all ran together.
“I let you live after you took my men?—”
Right, those two evil, sadistic, murdering bastards had been his men.
“I tracked you, could have fucking drained you dry, but I let you live.”
