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“You’re not her brother, Bash. Let the girl have some fun,” my dad said, his voice light.
I saw red.
“Of course I’m not her fucking brother, I’m her—” I barely managed to cut myself off before I saidmate.
The damage was done, though.
I saw the realization hit them both before I stormed out of the house, my phone abandoned on the kitchen counter.
I hauledass down the highway, heading for the city.
I needed to move closer. If I could stomach the people, and the noise, I already would’ve done so.
Though I made up an assload of ground, it wasn’t enough.
In my mind, I felt it as Brynn stopped in the middle of Scale Ridge, at a nightclub owned by the city’s vampire clan.
Our relationship with the clan was a reluctant one. They had killed an old family friend, Charlie. The new leader had strictrules against hurting humans, though, so my brothers and I had formed a reluctant peace agreement with him.
Brynn was five minutes ahead of me.
Images slammed into my mind—pictures of her in another man’s arms.
I had never felt fury like that before.
Hatred like that before.
I would killanyonewho touched her.
My heart pounded hard, the heavy beating like a drum in my ears as I threw my Hummer into park in front of the club. I flew into the building without a glance behind me.
The bouncers recognized me, and stepped aside.
I followed the thread to a booth.
A booth where I found my mate on a man’s lap, his teeth buried in her throat. Lust blazed off both of them, the red smoke thick and heady.
My reaction was instinctual.
I had her ripped off the bastard’s lap, freeing her from his fucking teeth, in a heartbeat.
My fist slammed into his face a beat later.
And my hands were around his throat in the next.
“Stop!” Brynn’s scream pierced the thick, violent haze of my fury.
My hands only tightened.
He clawed at my hands, his desperate eyes growing glassy, then rolling back into his head.
I couldn’t fucking wait to watch him die.
Brynn’s body was between mine and the vampire’s a heartbeat later. She was saying something—telling me to stop—but her lips were red.
Red with the bastard’s blood.
His blood had been in her mouth.
