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by Tracey H. Kitts
Category: Erotica/Erotic Fantasy
Description: Catrina's world is turned upside down the moment she agrees to Viktor's plan. Who even knew that Abraham Van Helsing had a younger brother? Not only that, but a brother who was turned by the King of Vampires and who held such obvious power. Now she must deal with the consequences of her actions and an attraction she can no longer deny. Rating: Spicy/Carnal.
eBook Publisher: New Concepts Publishing, 2009
eBookwise Release Date: July 2009
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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [357 KB]
Reading time: 224-314 min.
The black-cloaked figure waited silently at the end of the path. And as he waited his hunger grew. Surely it wouldn't be much longer before she arrived. After all he'd remembered to call ahead of time to arrange this meeting. He looked around the park, careful to remain in shadow. Most likely he was not alone, but no one was close enough to hear their thoughts.
At last she emerged from the darkness at the other end of the path. Not that he needed the light to see her, but the soft glow of the street lights added to the shimmer of her long dark hair. She was dressed all in black, which probably meant she had been working earlier this evening. As she came to a stop in front of him, he took a deep breath before reminding himself that breathing was not a necessity.
His desire for her flesh was nearly as strong as his desire for her blood. Yes, he wanted her, but they had a deal. He and this human monster hunter had come to an accord, and it was important that he maintain their agreement until she said otherwise. After all, no one would suspect a human for what he needed.
"Good evening, pussycat," he purred.
His smooth voice made Catrina shiver, but she hid her reaction well. She had worked around vampires too much to not understand the importance of remaining neutral. If they sensed a weakness they would exploit it. Especially a sexual one.
"Viktor," she said with a nod. "How many times have I asked you not to call me that?"
"And how many times have I listened?" he replied with a smile.
"Listen sugar fangs, this isn't a social call," she said. Her expression hadn't changed, though her comment was more playful than sarcastic.
"It never is." He sighed.
Catrina ran a hand through her wavy hair, sending it in an ebony cascade down her back. Her green eyes sparkled up at him, though they were the only indication of the attraction she felt. She had even learned to school her body to a certain extent against his charMs. The key was to not be alone with Viktor if she could avoid it. Most of their business had been conducted long distance with only brief meetings. He had insisted on seeing her tonight, said it couldn't be avoided.
"Why have you asked me here, Viktor? You know I don't like to get too personal with my clients."
His expression became serious as he confided, "The werewolf has gone too far this time. His bid for power must be stopped."
"What do you want me to do?" she asked, all traces of sarcasm now gone. "I'm no match for an alpha male werewolf," she told him honestly. "I'm good. I can say that with no pride. But I'm not that good."
"Ah, but you are thinking in terms of a fair fight," he pointed out.
The vampire took a step into the light and let the hood fall back from his dark hair. It was nearly as long as Catrina's and only slightly less wavy. His silvery grey eyes glinted in the moonlight as he looked down at her and Catrina felt her heart beat faster. She put up stronger mental shields in an effort to keep Viktor out of her mind. He already had the hots for her. She couldn't let him inside her mind, it would be her undoing.
He took another deep breath, something she was beginning to suspect was a nervous gesture, since vampires didn't need to breathe.
"You smell like dirt," he said abruptly.
The comment caught her so off guard she laughed before quickly composing herself.
"It's cover scent." He raised an eyebrow and she explained, "I've been tracking a shifter who was giving his ex some probleMs. He lives in the suburbs." Her expression told him clearly that she wasn't giving out any more information. After all, it would be a violation of client confidentiality.
"Will you sit with me for a moment?" he asked softly.
"Only a moment," he said. With these words he reached out and touched her shoulder and quickly withdrew his hand, realizing his faux pas as the monster hunter stiffened underneath his touch.
"Please, indulge me. What I have to say is not easy for me."
Catrina had known the master of the city for five years now and never in all that time during their brief meetings had she ever seen him show this much emotion. She followed him to a bench and sat down a comfortable distance from the vampire, turning slightly to face him. As per their agreement, he didn't try to hypnotize her, so Catrina looked him in the eye as he began to speak.
"Someone very close to me was killed last night," he almost whispered.
"A friend?" she asked, still not sure how to react to this new side of him.
"A very close friend, for the last fifty years."
She moved closer, but fought the urge to reach out to him. If she violated their agreement, all bets were off. Not only could she not fight Viktor, she really had no desire to.
"I turned him myself," he continued. "He was like a brother to me."