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Chapter 1

Kerrick stood by the bar at the Blood and Bite, looking for a woht, the one he craved His thighs twitched, heavyrelief Hunger lived in hi, fierce He was a vampire and a warrior He needed what he needed

Yet soed and now he craved

What he craved, however, he couldn’t have

He’d taken vows

His gaze slid around the south Phoenix club, into the many dark corners, the deep padded booths covered in red velvet, past the flashing strobes ht mortal women in droves to the vaht, enhanced by a tall em-like bottles The rest of the club slid to darkness all around the edges

Vibrant hs twitch all over again

Still, what he needed wasn’t here, wasn’t the fuck anywhere He’d awakened a few hours ago with a huo away, a need unfulfilled and now screa It wasn’t just sex but sex hat called to hiroin but couldn’t find her Not here He wasn’t even looking He couldn’t look He’d taken vows, godda?"

Kerrick shot his gaze to Thorne "Shit Sorry No"

"What the hell is the ht?" Thorne, the leader of the Warriors of the Blood, sat on a stool next to hi a tuainst the bar and turned to scan the dance floor Loud sexy h the dark club Shadows passed back and forth, wo of time He shook his head "You ever had an itch you couldn’t scratch?" He heard Thorne suck in a deep breath then exhale like he’d been breathing water

"Sure Every night of my life"

Kerrick palht, but then they’d been tight for a few centuries How long had he been here? Twelve Yeah, his ht for twelve centuries What would it be like to have the strain worked out of every muscle?

He turned in the direction of the barkeep then tapped his glass on the counter Sam Finch, owner of the Blood and Bite, drew close with a bottle of Maker’s and refilled the tuold

Kerrick nodded his thanks then threw back the whiskey He was used to the burn as he sed He let the fire eat up his throat He breathed in the vapors, felt his veins ht unwinding "Where’s Medichi?"

"I told you," Thorne said His voice always sounded like he’d roughed it up with sorade sandpaper "I sent hiain, what the hell is with you?"

Kerrick scowled "Shit" The rest of the warriors had received their assignht for a warrior--anything could happen and usually did "I’ve got this uneasy sense that all hell is about to break loose And it isn’t even a full moon" Kerrick tapped the bar once more Sa close "That will be Endelle"

"What will be Endelle?" Thorne’s phone buzzed He flipped Kerrick off then slashed the small flat card to his ear "Give" He nodded and let loose a bunch of yes, ma’ams for the next aze locked on Thorne The brother’s hazel eyes were red-ri--too much Ketel One and no reason to put the bottle down Thorne kept his fingers around the tulass He was Endelle’s numero uno, and Endelle answered to no one She headed theforce in their world, and the warriors were hers to coo off

Kerrick drew in another deep breath His gaze drifted to the dance floor A wicked beat had the ladies gyrating and the s pierced necks, which forced Kerrick to take another deep breath He should get out there and get so inside a wo would the buzz last? These days, not even two minutes, so as the point?

Besides, what he needed wasn’t swinging her hips on a dance floor and what he needed he’d vowed never to take again What he needed was a scent meant only for hies of his heart And even if he found her, he was bound, hands together, ankles lashed, uilt So … shit

He slung back the Maker’s and tapped the bar again Sam was once ed Kerrick’s thigh and caught his attention He looked up at Kerrick but kept speaking into the phone "Sure you don’t want someone else? That particular warrior needs soht" He drew the phone away fro; the words were the same set he used when he was just a little pissed off He smiled and sipped Endelle had lost her subtlety a few o

Endelle Bitch-on-wheels, yet he’d die for her She hat kept their world fro beneath the enemy’s boot and Kerrick served her, they all did The Warriors of the Blood loved her, hated her, goddamn respected her