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Dee tore her mouth away from his throat. She scrambled away, shaking, the taste of him still in her mouth, on her tongue, and her sex quivering for more. Dee shoved back her hair, and, horrified, she stared at him.
What have I done?
No, no—what have I become?
Blood and sex.
More.
He smiled at her—a sad, painful sight—and said, “Welcome to my world.”
Chapter Nine
“Sandra Dee Daniels rose.”
The words fell into the silence of the room. The Born Master didn’t glance up. He kept his teeth buried in the neck of his prey, and her blood flowed over his tongue.
One minute stretched to five. Then ten.
The prey stopped moving. No more whimpers. No more tears. He kept feeding. Kept drinking. Until nothing was left.
Only a shell.
His head rose, and he licked his lips. “I’ll need another.” The hunger was never satiated for him. Never.
His glance drifted back to the woman. Pale limbs. Limp neck. Hair a long, straight black.
Death had been kind to her. No fear showed on her face. Her eyes had closed, and she almost looked like she might just be sleeping.
Kind. He wasn’t usually kind, but this human had helped him.
In return for luring, she’d wanted immortality.
Too bad.
Turning, he glanced at the Taken in the doorway. “When?” He’d known this day would come. But just because the little hunter had finally turned didn’t mean she was a threat. Sure he’d hoped to have her head so she wouldn’t become, but failure didn’t mean the end for him.
There was no end for him.
“About four nights ago.” A pause. “We had her, but Simon Chase stopped the team. He took her away.”
Fucking Chase.
The prick had been a thorn in his side for too many years. “The bastard needs to burn.”
A grim nod.
“So does she.” He shoved the body out of his way as he stalked to the window. “Take the bitch out with him.” Because the demon seer he’d used so long ago—another bitch who’d tried to screw him—had told him a great deal about Sandra Dee.
A new Born breathes on this earth.
A new Born? He hadn’t believed her, not at first. The youngest Born was over two thousand years old.
But the demon had been certain. She’d seemed to know so much about Sandra Dee.
Her strength lies close to her heart.
So when he’d attacked, his first move had been to cut her heart out. He’d killed her family. Let her walk in their blood.
