Tangled

138 Ava: A Shocking Finale (II)

138 Ava: A Shocking Finale (II)

“Such a naughty kitten,” the vampire mutters, scowling in a way that erases the beauty of his face.

The vampire’s grip tightens, crushing my throat as I thrash against him. My lungs scream for air. I claw at his hands, nails scraping uselessly against unyielding flesh. Panic floods my mind, blotting out rational thought.

Your training, Ava! Remember your training! Selene’s voice slices through my rising hysteria.

Right. Training. Jericho’s lessons flash through my oxygen–starved brain. I stop flailing and focus, letting my body go limp, conserving strength. The vampire smirks, misreading it as submission. His cold breath washes over my face as he leans in, nostrils flaring. He’s…sniffing me?

Revulsion churns my stomach as his nose skims along my jaw, down to the crook of my neck. He lingers there, inhaling deeply, a pleased rumble vibrating his

chest.

The scar, Ava! Don’t let him near it! Selene’s warning

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ricochets through my head.

can’t bite you there!

Fragmented memories resurface–Selene cautioning me about my scar during my heat, insisting I keep Clayton away from it. I hadn’t understood then. I’m not sure I do now. But her urgency propels me into action.

Gritting my teeth, I shove at the vampire’s face, fingernails gouging. He snarls, jerking back slightly but not releasing me. The pressure on my windpipe eases a fraction and I suck in a desperate breath, spots dancing across my vision.

That scar is where your power leaks out. It’s like a drug to creatures who can sense it. It isn’t quite an aphrodisiac, but it can be, in the right circumstances, Selene explains rapidly.

I grouse in my head, still

the vampire’s chokehold. Whose brilliant idea was it to put a magic neon ‘bite me‘ sign on my

in frustration. Just protect it, Ava! Don’t let him break the

his grip loosening

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my neck again, lips

pulse, Lightheadedness swamps me and I gigi, stngely giddy, before I realize it’s the

flicking out to taste. Bile rises in my throat. “What is that delectable

a strangled laugh. “Must be the pancakes I had for

hiss is a mixture of irritation and amusement. “So the kitten has claws.” Cool fingers ghost across my collarbone, tracing the neck of my shirt. “Shall we see what

splattering us both in a grotesque crimson spray. The coppery tang assaults my nose, but there’s an underlying sweetness that makes my stomach heave.

back, his eyes

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hand flies to his neck, wrenching out the object lodged there. It’s a knife, the

grabbing my arm and hauling me to my feet. I stumble, legs shaky, as he shoves me behind him. He faces off against

out, not taking his eyes

him off.”

But Teddy is already moving, launching himself at the vampire with a guttural

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to Lisa’s side. She’s still unconscious, her breathing shallow. I shake her shoulders, calling her name, but she doesn’t respond. Panic claws at my chest. I need to get her out

in my chest. Teddy lies crumpled on the ground, his

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eyes stare

the sky, his muzzle slack.

stands over him, lips curled in a cruel

smile.

pup,” he sneers, wiping blood from his chin. “Did you

out as he steps over Teddy’s body, advancing on me with predatory grace. I scramble to my feet, positioning myself between him and Lisa. My hands shake,

in my mind. Use his strength against him. Go for the

nod, more to myself than to her. The vampire stalks closer, his gaze raking over me

and amusement.

little wolf?” he taunts, circling me slowly. “I promise I’ll make it