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The vamp screamed even louder when the woman dug her claws in deeper.
The alpha stalked toward him.
“What the hell?” Simon muttered.
Dee just shook her head and kept her stake up.
“You don’t know us. You come down here, smelling of fresh blood, bringing the risen Born, and you think we’re gonna do your bidding?”
“Grim—” Spittle flew. “Grim’s gonna?—”
The alpha shook his head. “Grim’s gonna die, and so are you.”
A whimper now, not a scream.
The alpha vampire jerked his head. “Make it fast, Jun. But make it hurt.”
“N-no, no, Grim?—”
“Grim can rot. I’m not his bitch.”
Wow. Now that wasn’t a statement she’d expected.
Two other vampires rushed to Jun’s side. They hauled the now begging vamp away, and Big Red turned to face her.
A sliver of wood bit into her palm.
His nostrils widened, flaring a bit. “Going to kill me?”
“I was considering it,” she told him honestly. “But I thought I might see your plans first.”
A short, shrill cry burst from the darkness.
Make it fast, Jun. But make it hurt.
Looked like Jun had done both.
So killing was obviously on the agenda for him. Fair enough. It had been on hers, too, but she’d hoped to force answers out of the now dead vamp first.
“You going after Grim?”
If she survived the next five minutes, yes.
“And you…” Big Red turned his green stare—green, when it should have been black, definitely a time for a vamp to switch to the hunting mode—on Simon. “That spell still working for you?”
Simon tensed. “How do you know about?—”
A hard laugh. “I know about a hell of a lot.” His gaze trekked back to Dee, and he smiled.
Okay, that smile had goose bumps rising on her arms. Because while his eyes hadn’t so much as flickered in color, his fangs were out and Dee could feel his power in the air. Pressing around her. No, surrounding her. He hadn’t gotten his little gang of vamps to attack them, yet, but Dee had the very distinct impression that the order could come at any moment.
Jun came back to his side. Her steps were sure and steady. Her hands reached for the lead vampire, her hold clearly possessive.
His attention remained on Dee. “I felt you,” he murmured, “the moment you rose.”
Jun’s nails lengthened into claws. Blood trickled down the male vamp’s arm when those claws slashed his skin.
Dee braced her legs and got ready for the attack that had to be coming. As far as she knew, there was no way this vamp should be feeling anything about her. “Did you now?”
