A hunger like no other...
Trey almost turned his back on his pack to claim Sadie—the stunning vampire who made him whole and crept into his soul. Finally, things have settled. But as an alpha, Trey’s always busy. Thankfully he has a woman who’s more than happy to ease his frustrations, see to his every desire and give him as much of her as he can take. He can’t wait to greet each day with his mate by his side.
Then Shepherds return to New York and start killing off shifters.
Sadie’s powerful enough to protect their people but Trey is determined to keep her safe. Until other dangers arise—ones that could harm humans and immortals alike—and he has to allow her to assist him when things take a turn for the worst. To destroy their enemies, they’ll have to stand together. Even if it means risking everything, including each other.
A Romantica® erotic paranormal romance from Ellora’s Cave.
“Take one step in front of me and I’ll bust your ass.”
“Promises, promises,” Sadie Dumas murmured, grinning at her lover. Resting her hands on his powerful shoulders, she placed her head against his nape, wriggling when she felt a flutter in her belly.
Trey Veznor was everything she wanted in a male and more—sexy, powerful, authoritative. They’d had their issues but found a way to work through them. When it came to her he refused to bargain or negotiate. She was the most important thing in his world. He made sure everyone knew it. Including the members of his pack who had accepted her but had concerns about her vampire nature. Although they’d only been officially recognized as a mated pair for a couple of weeks—the official Alpha and Lupa of Trey’s pack—things seemed to be taking a positive turn.
“I mean it.” Tilting his head, he met her gaze. His brown eyes flashed amber. “Stay behind me.”
“I’m not going anywhere,” she whispered and inched closer. Her heart pounded, his nearness keeping her centered. “You’re the boss.”
He snorted softly and faced forward. “Don’t you forget it.”
Trey widened his stance and folded his arms over his chest. The leather coat he wore stretched over his bulging muscles. Sadie shifted her feet and gazed past his broad body, sighing when his hair caressed her cheek. He smelled as good as he always did, the heady woodsy scent calming her nerves.
A group of women approach the shop they’d staked out for the last thirty minutes. Her heart slammed in her chest, her breath catching. “That’s them.”
The members of her former coven only ventured out of their home when they needed to collect supplies. She knew their routine—having been a member of their enclave once upon a time—so she’d planned the evening carefully. She and Trey had remained out of sight, standing in an alley across the way. It wasn’t hard to stalk the coven. The magic shop had an enormous glass window that allowed anyone to see into the place. She didn’t regret leaving them for Trey but she did want to know if they had plans that would influence the city.
“There’s she is,” she rasped into Trey’s ear, recognizing the person she’d come to see when she pulled back the hood of her coat. “That’s Geneva.”
Trey pulled out his cell, created a text message and sent it. Returning the device to his pocket, he said, “Everything’s set. You ready?”
“As I’ll ever be.”
The time had come to get some answers. It was time.
The fucking bitch was the only reason Sadie had left behind her responsibility with the pack. The head of the coven was up to something. With the danger of Aldon Frost, a black mage vampire who’d attacked the pack, and the worry of Shepherds, religious zealots who believed shifters were demons, she didn’t feel safe leaving the coven alone. She needed to know what Geneva was up to.
“Which one is she?” Trey asked.
“The brunette in the front.” As always, Geneva had pulled her hair into a tight French twist. It made her look old, like a cranky school teacher. “The tall one.”
“She doesn’t look like much,” Trey said disdainfully. “One hit would put her on her ass.”
“Her physicality isn’t what makes her strong.” She exhaled softly, letting her senses take over. She studied each member of the group, paying attention to their interactions with their leader. Everyone seemed relaxed inside the magic shop, choosing things they needed. “You’ve seen what our magic can do.”
“Thanks for the reminder.” Trey stilled, standing taller. “Our backup is here.”
Sadie ripped her attention from the women and gazed at the black Lincoln Navigator parked beside the store. After she’d told Trey about Geneva, he’d insisted she talk to Ava Brisbane-Black about the situation. As a powerful telepath Ava could easily slip into Geneva’s head and get much-needed information.
The downside was Ava was pregnant and her mate—the Omega of New York and one of the most powerful shifters in the world, Diskant Black—was protective of his female and child. Despite events that had come between Ava and Sadie, the woman had struck a truce. Diskant hadn’t liked it but he had agreed to let Ava monitor the coven for a few minutes while safely tucked away—by his side—in a vehicle outside the magic shop.
Keeping calm, she instructed, “Let’s go.”