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The vamp didn’t stop. Snarling, Zane lunged forward and closed the distance between them in seconds. He grabbed the vamp by his neck and hauled the bastard back.
Jana cried out, and he saw the blood dripping down her neck. Her blood.
He threw the vamp into the muddy swamp water. “Baby, fuck, baby, are you okay?” Her face was stark white, and she was shaking.
And crying. Jana—crying?
He’d kill that bastard, and he’d make sure the vamp stayed dead. His fingers trembled when he touched her neck. Her blood stained his fingers.
The world went red.
Zane surged to his feet and locked his stare on the vamp. The bastard was rising from the water, his eyes open, his fangs bared.
Jana’s scream. Her blood. Fucking bastard!
Chapter Thirteen
“No!” Catalina flew in front of him. Zane shoved her to the side. Now wasn’t the time for the witch to?—
She grabbed his arm and held tight. “He didn’t know what he was doing, Zane! They bled him nearly dry! It was instinct. He needed to survive, he needed?—”
“He attacked her.” And where the fuck had Catalina been while the vamp shoved his teeth in Jana? Water dripped down the vamp’s body as he sloshed toward the shore. His stare was still black and his fangs glinted.
Rip. Him. Apart.
Catalina’s nails dug into him. “Please, Zane, he didn’t mean?—”
“Screw what he meant.” Jana’s voice. Strong. Angry. She ran up beside Zane. “I’m not on the menu.” She shot the vampire, blasted him right in the chest with a bullet from the gun she held in her trembling hands.
“No!” Catalina screamed.
Too late.
Blood blossomed on the vamp’s chest. He stared at Jana a moment, his eyes flickering between blue and black, and he whispered, “S-sorry…” right before he toppled back into the water.
Catalina ran after him, chanting, whispering her spells—they wouldn’t do much good. Not with her being so weak. And if that vamp rose again?—
He’s mine.
Jana’s hand was shaking so much. Damn blood loss. Zane caught her hand and took the gun.
An explosion rocked the ground. Jana slipped and fell to her knees. Zane glanced over his shoulder. The Perseus buildings had just blown to hell and back. Guards were running, screaming, and that fire was blasting out of control as?—
Fuck me. Beth was running out of the building. The flames were chasing after her, and she was headed right for him.
He grabbed Jana. Pulled her to her feet. He’d protect her, make sure that?—
Those flames raced toward them. Beth shrieked, “I can’t stop it! Help! Make it stop! Make it?—”
This time, Zane was the one who fired. His finger squeezed the trigger and the bullet thudded into Beth’s heart. She gasped, shuddered, then pitched back on the ground.
The flames sputtered, then began to die, burning down slowly.
“I made it stop,” he said quietly, staring at her prone body. He’d made it stop, the only way he could. His left arm wrapped around Jana and held her tight.
“Z-Zane…”
His head tilted down toward hers.
