immediately if they scented her. And vamps didn’t tend to do things like go hiking. Though if she did, it would make sense that it was at night. A pathetic excuse, but one she would use if necessary.
She couldn’t see anyone, but the vehicle that Natalia’s sister had been in had turned off on a side road about a mile back. One of her human contacts had seen the female, Teresa, and another male leaving the ranch. They’d gone into Fontana and stopped at a coffee shop. After getting drinks and a bag of what she guessed was pastries of some sort, they’d headed out of town. She and John had started following them about forty-five minutes into their trip, letting their human contact stop his tracking.
So if the couple had been worried they were being followed, they should have relaxed, let their guard down.
Unfortunately she didn’t think that was the case. Something was off. She couldn’t put her finger on it… There were no noises, she suddenly realized. Not even the crickets were chirping.
Nothing.
It could be because of her presence, but… No, there was someone or something else out there. Taking a deep, quiet breath, she inhaled scents while simultaneously listening for anything that was off.
But still nothing. Which meant all the forest animals were being quiet because there was a bigger predator lurking in the woods. Maybe more than one.
The back of her neck tingled, her internal radar telling her to make tracks. On silent feet she backtracked the way she’d come, using her vampiric speed to flee through the woods until she reached the main highway. Once she was sure it was clear she crossed over to the other side and moved deep into those woods.
Now she would just wait for John to return. She was strong as any vampire but she wasn’t a warrior and she didn’t want to take the chance that there were more of the sisters’ packmates with Teresa. And Frida had scented more than one shifter. Since she didn’t know the layout of where the female had gone, too much could happen if she tried to follow. She refused to fail in this.
While she was disappointed not to be able to go after the sister tonight, she would show patience. She was basically immortal and no matter how long it took, all those bitches were going to pay for taking her lover, her maker.
Her everything.
Chapter 7
Connor groaned as Ana nibbled along his jawline, her fingers sliding up under his shirt. Today had been long and the cubs were finally asleep. He’d been counting down the time until he and Ana finally got some alone time.
When she slid her hand down the front of his pants, he groaned again. “Tell me again why I can’t touch you?”
She bit his chin playfully before brushing her lips over his. “Because I said so, Alpha .”
“I don’t sense any respect in that word.”
She snorted and nipped him again. God, he loved the way she played with him. It didn’t matter that they were bonded now, some days he still expected to get up and find out this was all a dream. When she raked her teeth against his neck, that dominant nature inside him welled up, was ready to take over and flip her onto her back right on the living room floor when he felt his phone buzz in his pocket.
Ana paused then pulled back, but remained straddling his lap. “Grab it, it could be important.”
There was no censure or disappointment in her words. One of the many, many things he loved about her. She was the perfect Alpha’s mate. Hell, the perfect mate period. She understood the nature of his position and always supported it. Just as he supported hers. The give and take sometimes felt almost synchronized. He wasn’t sure what he’d done to deserve her, but he was holding on to her forever. Frustrated at the interruption, he fished the phone out and tensed when he saw Erin’s name.
She’d already checked in with him. If she was calling again it meant something had happened. “What?” he demanded, answering on the second buzz.
“Scented
She couldn’t see anyone, but the vehicle that Natalia’s sister had been in had turned off on a side road about a mile back. One of her human contacts had seen the female, Teresa, and another male leaving the ranch. They’d gone into Fontana and stopped at a coffee shop. After getting drinks and a bag of what she guessed was pastries of some sort, they’d headed out of town. She and John had started following them about forty-five minutes into their trip, letting their human contact stop his tracking.
So if the couple had been worried they were being followed, they should have relaxed, let their guard down.
Unfortunately she didn’t think that was the case. Something was off. She couldn’t put her finger on it… There were no noises, she suddenly realized. Not even the crickets were chirping.
Nothing.
It could be because of her presence, but… No, there was someone or something else out there. Taking a deep, quiet breath, she inhaled scents while simultaneously listening for anything that was off.
But still nothing. Which meant all the forest animals were being quiet because there was a bigger predator lurking in the woods. Maybe more than one.
The back of her neck tingled, her internal radar telling her to make tracks. On silent feet she backtracked the way she’d come, using her vampiric speed to flee through the woods until she reached the main highway. Once she was sure it was clear she crossed over to the other side and moved deep into those woods.
Now she would just wait for John to return. She was strong as any vampire but she wasn’t a warrior and she didn’t want to take the chance that there were more of the sisters’ packmates with Teresa. And Frida had scented more than one shifter. Since she didn’t know the layout of where the female had gone, too much could happen if she tried to follow. She refused to fail in this.
While she was disappointed not to be able to go after the sister tonight, she would show patience. She was basically immortal and no matter how long it took, all those bitches were going to pay for taking her lover, her maker.
Her everything.
Chapter 7
Connor groaned as Ana nibbled along his jawline, her fingers sliding up under his shirt. Today had been long and the cubs were finally asleep. He’d been counting down the time until he and Ana finally got some alone time.
When she slid her hand down the front of his pants, he groaned again. “Tell me again why I can’t touch you?”
She bit his chin playfully before brushing her lips over his. “Because I said so, Alpha .”
“I don’t sense any respect in that word.”
She snorted and nipped him again. God, he loved the way she played with him. It didn’t matter that they were bonded now, some days he still expected to get up and find out this was all a dream. When she raked her teeth against his neck, that dominant nature inside him welled up, was ready to take over and flip her onto her back right on the living room floor when he felt his phone buzz in his pocket.
Ana paused then pulled back, but remained straddling his lap. “Grab it, it could be important.”
There was no censure or disappointment in her words. One of the many, many things he loved about her. She was the perfect Alpha’s mate. Hell, the perfect mate period. She understood the nature of his position and always supported it. Just as he supported hers. The give and take sometimes felt almost synchronized. He wasn’t sure what he’d done to deserve her, but he was holding on to her forever. Frustrated at the interruption, he fished the phone out and tensed when he saw Erin’s name.
She’d already checked in with him. If she was calling again it meant something had happened. “What?” he demanded, answering on the second buzz.
“Scented
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