I was under him again a heartbeat later, the cold stone chilling me through my sweater while my fangs throbbed because of his insane scent.
His teeth were buried in the side of my throat a second later.
Heat blazed through me along with the moment of pain. Then, he was releasing my throat as he yanked me to my feet. His eyes were glowing as he basically snarled, “You’re avampire.”
My chest heaved, but I just stared up at him. My blood painted his lips, a bead of it rolling into the copper shadow on his chin. He was basically a wall of muscle, and thesmellof him. Good lord, I could bathe in it.
“You bit me,” I said, the words slightly muffled as I spoke around my still-descended fangs.
Was it the smartest, most thoughtful thing I could’ve said?
No.
It was not.
But it was all I could come up with, given the shock of the moment.
When two vampires bit each other, it mated them for life, tying their bodies and souls together in a way that enabled their blood to sustain each other. It was deep, sacred magic. Being bitten was really fucking far from casual for us, even if you didn’t return the bite.
The Alpha’s glowing green gaze snapped to the room beyond us.
Mine followed, and the blood drained from my face.
Everyone was staring at us in horror. Including Harper, though the reason for her stare definitely wasn’t the word Maverick had just labeled me with.
Vampire.
All of my coworkers knew what I was.
Life as I knew it was over.
Full stop.
Do not pass go, do not collect 200.
Everyone I worked with was going to think I was the one who killed Steven. They were going to see me as a monster, and there was nothing I could do to change that.
Without further ado, Maverick grabbed me by the waist, hauled me off the floor, and threw me over his shoulder.
There was no point in fighting him. He was going to win, and my neck was still bleeding.
I’d screwed myself by skipping the last two weeks of drinking blood.
I wasn’t even sure my body could heal a wound like that without feeding.
My head smacked into his gigantic back as he strode toward the elevator without another word to his goons or my coworkers.
A whole new round of pain blossomed in the bite wound he’d given me with every step he took, making the torn skin hotter. I groaned at the burn of it, pressing my hand to the side of my throat in an effort to stop the bleeding.
Trying to breathe through the pain, I inhaled vanilla and cinnamon.
My exhales were quick, so I could resume sucking in the Alpha’s scent like I was addicted.
He’d justattackedme. I shouldn’t like the way he smelled.
I did anyway, though.
It didn’t help that my eyes were drawn to his chiseled ass and massive thighs. For the life of me, I couldn’t look away.
