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The shifter Adonis tensed and snarled. “At least I’m not old enough to be a rotting corpse. Keep pushing me, bloodsucker, and I’ll make you one.”
The vamp leader shrugged. “I’m younger than you think. And maybe you should respect your elders.”
“I thought we had a deal, but it’s off.”
“Really? What do you care what I do with some silly little she-wolf who’s hungry for vampire cock?”
“She could barely walk after you’d sunk your shitty fangs into her.”
He shrugged again, spreading his arms out, palms upwards. “It was consensual. I was thirsty. I left her enough juice to get home.”
Members of the vamp gang nodded their agreement.
The shifter moved until his nose was virtually touching that of the vamps, his arms and clenched fists tightening. “You fucking worm, you—” He paused as his nose wrinkled. He sniffed the air and turned away from the vamp.
The shifter’s face contorted in confusion as he lifted his nose upward, apparently using his scenting abilities to find something in the air. He stopped and scanned the crowd.
The vamp tilted his head, eyebrows arched. “You were saying?”
The shifter ignored him and turned in my direction. His eyes skimmed over the path I’d come from. Then he stared right at me.
The vamp followed what had drawn the shifter’s attention and did the same.
The hands of time felt tied. I stared back at them, at their matching looks of puzzlement. At least the vamp looked back to the shifter once. But his sapphire eyes returned to me, and oh my god, why were they both still staring!?
Yes, I was human, but others worked on campus—no reason to single me out! Nothing good could come of this.
I forced my feet to move, getting the hell out of there, hurrying through the crowd.
Jaxon
Man, did I hate this shit.
She shouldn’t even be in my class. Goddamn Mandy, thrusting her tits and ass out at me, in that tiny sports bra and booty shorts.
That just wasn’t appropriate for the town’s gym. There were kids next door trying to learn the basics of karate, for fuck’s sake.
I sighed as she slinked towards me, her eager smile all cherry lipstick and flawless pearly whites her father had probably spent a fortune on.
“Hey, Jax! Are you gonna practice with me today? You can be rough with me, I don’t mind,” she said with a giggle, her eyelashes fluttering.
I’d hooked up with Mandy in the past because she was, admittedly, pretty hot and it was hard to curb the high drive of a shifter’s libido. She’d practically been thrust in front of me by both our parents and tied up in a bow. Her personality, however, was far less sexy. I’d soon moved on, tired of putting up with all her sniping and gossiping about other girls in the pack. And not that it was a deal breaker, but my wolf didn’t like her smell.
No matter how kindly I’d tried to let her down, she was still in pursuit. Her ego was incapable of accepting rejection.
I pushed a strong puff of frustration through gritted teeth. “I don’t think practicing with anyone here will help you, will it?” I swept the room with an upturned palm, pointing at all the young girls, half-breed novices and humans who genuinely needed self-defense training. “This isn’t a class for fighters of your level.”
“But I want to be near you…” She stepped closer, her spotless white sneakers squeaking on the taut PVC matting. Feigning coyness, with her gaze shying away from me, she clasped her hands behind her back as she swayed her shapely hips. Her mouth opened wider, showing a tongue pink as bubblegum. She flared her tawny eyes, trying to draw me into them.
I resisted. Stepping back, I pointed to the furthest corner of the bleachers. “If you must be here, I’d rather you just sat and observed the class. There’s nobody in here who’s suitable for you to pair up with.”
Her pairing up with a newbie wasn’t actually a huge problem. But her bullshit bored me to tears. I was hopeful she’d get bored watching and skulk off soon after the start of class. This was the one sole hour of the day when I could get a little rest from my dad’s constant lecturing and bossing, and Mandy wasn’t going to ruin it for me.
Her smile reformed into a frown, and she huffed. “If you insist…teacher.”
She walked towards the corner, bouncing her peachy booty as much as she could. If only her soul had been as impressive as her ass. Then despite what my wolf thought of her odor, I probably would have given into my dad’s pressure, and she could have had her greatest wish: to become Luna of the pack.
I was never in the mood for Mandy’s shit, but today my nerves were especially raw. That vamp prick, Xander, and his coven of blood-guzzling shitbags, had taken one liberty too many. If it hadn’t been for campus security arriving with batons and tasers drawn…
