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Chapters (68)
  1. Biding Time
  2. Dedication
  3. Table of Contents
  4. Prologue
  5. Chapter One
  6. Chapter One
  7. Chapter Two
  8. Chapter Three
  9. Chapter Four
  10. Chapter Five
  11. Chapter Six
  12. Chapter Seven
  13. Chapter Eight
  14. Chapter Nine
  15. Chapter Ten
  16. Chapter Eleven
  17. Chapter Twelve
  18. Chapter Thirteen
  19. Chapter Fourteen
  20. Chapter Fifteen
  21. Chapter Sixteen
  22. Chapter Seventeen
  23. Chapter Eighteen
  24. Chapter Nineteen
  25. Chapter Twenty
  26. Chapter Twenty-One
  27. Chapter Twenty-Two
  28. Chapter Twenty-Three
  29. Chapter Twenty-Four
  30. Chapter Twenty-Five
  31. Chapter Twenty-Six
  32. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  33. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  34. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  35. Chapter Thirty
  36. Chapter Thirty-One
  37. Chapter Thirty-Two
  38. Chapter Thirty-Three
  39. Chapter Thirty-Four
  40. Chapter Thirty-Five
  41. Chapter Thirty-Six
  42. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  43. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  44. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  45. Chapter Forty
  46. Chapter Forty-One
  47. Chapter Forty-Two
  48. Chapter Forty-Three
  49. Chapter Forty-Four
  50. Chapter Forty-Five
  51. Chapter Forty-Six
  52. Chapter Forty-Seven
  53. Chapter Forty-Eight
  54. Chapter Forty-Nine
  55. Chapter Fifty
  56. Chapter Fifty-One
  57. Chapter Fifty-Two
  58. Chapter Fifty-Three
  59. Chapter Fifty-Four
  60. Chapter Fifty-Five
  61. Chapter Fifty-Six
  62. Acknowledgments
  63. Other Titles by Lyn Gardner
  64. Going on Red
  65. Choices
  66. Born Out of Wedlock
  67. Give Me A Reason
  68. Mistletoe

“Ruby, pull your head out of your arse,” Bennett shouted as she sent Lisa yet another text. “You strolled into his house tonight and basically told him everything he thought he’d eventually get, he won’t. What in the hell did you think he was going to do? Just sit back and take it?”

“No, but why go after Lisa and her brothers or Gus and his family, for that matter? Why not just come after me?”

“Well, first, he doesn’t fucking know where you live, and second, your brother is a stupid, repulsive, vindictive barbarian. You made it blatantly clear I was the one who brought you there tonight, and if I know Napoleon, in his twisted mind, he now believes I’ve had a hand in all of this.”

“But you didn’t.”

“That doesn’t matter,” Bennett howled. “It’s called revenge, Ruby. I’m fairly certain you’re familiar with the bloody concept.”

Bennett stopped long enough to send Lisa two more texts before glaring at Ruby. “Napoleon has loathed me for centuries, and what better way to exact revenge than by killing those I care about—eh? How else do you explain a band of vampires outside Fallon’s house?”

Bennett’s phone rang, and she picked it up immediately. “Gunnar. Everything okay?”

“Yeah, but you were right to be worried,” Gunnar said, looking at the monitors in front of him. “There are five vampires upstairs. Four men and one woman, and by the looks of them, they’re definitely Napoleon’s thugs.”

“Why do you say that?”

“Because they look like they just stepped out of a bad biker movie.”

“All right. Well, do what you need to do, and when it’s all over, and you’re safe, call Max. I haven’t had a chance to speak with him yet. Just give him the highlights and ask that he send transport to pick you and your family up. You’ll be safe at his place.”

“Okay,” Gunnar said, watching the images on the screens. “What about Lisa? Have you spoken to her yet?”

“No. I keep getting her voice mail. I’m sure Finn is trying her, too, so it’s just a matter of time before one of us gets through to her. Once I get Gus and his family sorted, my plan is to head over to Lisa’s straight away.” Bennett heard another call coming in. “Gunnar, I have to go. Stay safe.”

Bennett accepted the next call. “Finn, have you reached the warehouse?”

“Yeah, thanks to a lead-footed cabbie. I’m locked inside the building now and got ahold of Mom and Dad. They’re worried, but Dad knows what to do.”

“Good.”

“I’ve also been trying to reach Lisa, but still no luck, and I’m starting to worry, Bennett. I mean, I’m blowing up her phone, and she won’t fucking pick up.”