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312 pages, Kindle Edition
First published September 13, 2022
“Cut here.” He pointed to a spot on the inside of his sleeve-covered forearm, just a couple of inches below his elbow. “It will bleed profusely yet be easy to mend.”
A vampire was giving me instructions on how to cut myself. My life was so normal.
I was so tired, tired of hurting, tired of searching for answers, tired of paranorms and their twisted motivations.
“A vampire, a witch, a werewolf, and a”—I looked at Christian —“something else walk into a bar.”
Christian’s jaw clenched.
“At least you still have a sense of humor,” Astrid said.
“I’m not willing to risk your life based on an assumption.” One side of my mouth lifted into a humorless smile.
“My life isn’t yours to risk.” I stiffened when he stepped closer.
“It’s mine to protect.” His voice turned rough, and a foolish flutter ran through my stomach.
“Your wolf shit doesn’t work on me,” I said, scraping up a good dose of bravado I didn’t quite feel.
“Oh, it definitely works,” he said, his voice dropping an octave. “I can smell—”
“You’re going to smell my fist in your face if you don’t let me go.”