“I’m obviously going to feed her.”
“You can’t. If she bites you, the bond will be permanent.”
“Well she’s sure as fuck not biting one of you assholes.”
There was a commotion, and a couple of growls and snarls.
“Give her your fucking wrist already, Rhone,” someone grunted.
There was a clicking noise. The cell door, probably. A moment later, a large finger slid my lip up to expose my fang.
The owner of the finger made a disgruntled sound. I’d guess it was Rhone, based on the tattoos I could see. He seemed to have even more ink than Maverick.
More growling, snarling, and commotion followed.
“Get it over with,” someone barked.
A moment later, my fangs were buried in his wrist, and instinct had me basically inhaling his blood.
With the sweet scent of vanilla in my lungs, the taste was disappointing on a deep, visceral level. It satisfied my hunger anyway.
I drank deeply.
All hell was breaking loose out outside the cage. There was roaring. Snarling. Growling. At one point, I was pretty sure I heard teeth snapping and skin tearing.
But I didn’t stop drinking until the arm was ripped away from my face.
My eyes flew open in time to watch Rhone land on his feet just in front of the bars of the cage.
Looking at the Beta was a mistake, because I completely missed the actual threat.
Maverick’s body landed on mine. There was copper fur on his arms and face, his glowing green eyes meeting mine for a moment. His skin was deliciously warm.
That scent…
Bliss.
Pure, undiluted pleasure.
And then his teeth found my throat.
Again.
Cutting into the other side of my neck like he was the vampire here.
“What the fuck?” I gasped, as liquid heat rolled through my veins instead of pain.
I shouldn’t have liked the way his fangs felt in my skin. I should’ve been trying to roll us over and get away from him.
But that was the last thing on my mind. I wanted more. I wantedhim.
So yeah, I’d officially gone insane.
As quickly as the bite happened, it ended.
Maverick was torn away from me, his teeth ripping through my throat even more brutally than they’d bitten down.
I sat up quickly, my wide eyes following him as two other men literally dragged him out of the cage kicking, fighting, and shifting.
