Chapters (31)
- Author’s Note
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Epilogue
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“Because I smelled them. Three vampires, one werewolf, all threats. I know. They smelled like me, but they also smelled like danger. The bad kind. The kind that’ll get your head ripped off,” he stated. “You do not mess with these guys. You do not look funny at these guys. Two of the scents nearly had me turnin’ to wolf without control. I managed to fight that back, but my fangs came out and I didn’t manage to fight that. That’s how big of a threat they are.”
Oh man. I didn’t know much about his abilities or his control over them, but I got for certain none of that was good.
Dad moved from Jian-Li’s other side to stand partially in front of her.
“You gotta be pissed, son, be pissed at me,” he said. “I reckon Jian-Li did this because I told her that you and Lilah were thinkin’ of takin’ off.”
“Then you’re lucky you’re Delilah’s father or I’d rip your fuckin’ throat out,” Abel growled.
“Abel!” I yelled.
“Deserved that, Lilah. Keep cool,” Dad muttered to me, his eyes on my man. Then he addressed Abel. “I hesitate to do this, considerin’ your mood, but gotta point out, heard word you were gone. That means you’re pissed at Jian-Li for doin’ exactly what you did just this morning.”
“I wanted to rip your throat out, Hook,” Abel began, “I could. Before you could take a breath. Jian-Li cannot do that shit.”
“My point still holds,” Dad said quietly. “Now, we got a situation here where we got a lot of unknowns out there, but what we know is, some of ’em are not good. But we’re fuckin’ this shit up worse our own damned selves because we’re reacting when we should be planning.”
I so loved my dad, and in that instance, I did because he was so smart and he was so right.
I looked to Abel. “Please listen, baby.”
Abel said nothing, didn’t even look at me. His eyes were locked on Dad and a muscle was jumping in his cheek.
“You guys still thinking of takin’ off?” Dad asked.
“We decided against that,” Abel answered. I felt relief sweep the room, but his gaze moved to Jian-Li and he obliterated that relief. “Until I learned folks are doin’ stupid shit that puts them in more danger than we already are, so now I’m considering it again.”
“I hope, the man I need you to be to give a life of love and peace to my daughter, that you’ll be the kind of man who reconsiders statements like that when you calm down,” Dad replied.
“I wish to say something,” Jian-Li cut in.
I kinda wished she wouldn’t say anything. Dad was doing a good job and I sensed Abel pulling his shit together. We didn’t need Jian-Li setting him off again.