Desperate to be turned and baffled by Lucien’s continuing refusal, Peter is starting to feel that he’s losing his vampire lover. Their relationship has become purely physical, with Lucien pushing Peter away at every turn. After a night watching werewolf Xander hunt, a night that sees Peter attacked, that might not be all he’s losing.
Fearing for his very life, and working hard to keep Lucien’s increasingly uncertain temper from hurting his friends, Peter’s doing all he can to prove that he belongs at Lucien’s side, not just as a master, but as an equal. When Lucien disappears, Peter knows he has to call on every ally, every power he has, to get Lucien back before he’s gone forever.
Can Peter find a way to beat the forces working against them, or will he lose all that he holds dear?
Read A Sample…
“What is the penalty, Adrian? Repeat it back to me so that I know you understand.”
“M-master, I—” Adrian’s voice was cut off by Lucien’s tightening grip around his throat.
“I’m waiting.”
Lucien’s voice was so full of anger, something I’d heard more and more of in recent months. No matter how much Adrian didn’t like me, or me him, I couldn’t stand by and watch him be brutally punished for a simple shove.
“Damn it, Lucien! Let him go.”
Lucien growled in my direction. “Stay out of this, Peter.”
“I will not stay out of it!” I stood behind Adrian, who was on his knees. I rested my hands on Adrian’s shoulders, attempting to reassure him. “It’s as much my fault as it is his. He shoved me by accident, and I took it the wrong way and shoved back. It was no big deal.”
“So now you will lie to me to protect him?” Lucien’s lips pursed tight. “Since when is lying your forte, Peter?”
“Since when are you an angry, out of control Master who leads his coven by his cock? What are you trying to do, Lucien? Prove the rumors to be true?”
“How dare you speak to me like this in company?” Lucien snarled.
I swatted Lucien’s hand away from Adrian’s throat and pulled Adrian back. “Go, Adrian, but don’t leave here without word from me. Understand?”
Adrian looked from me to Lucien, his eyes wide in fear as he scrambled to his feet. I gave him a look of warning and he nodded once, before retreating. “Y-yes, Master.”
Lucien glared at me as the door slammed, shaking his head. “I cannot believe that you just did that.”
“From what I understand, this is just as much my coven as it is yours. I won’t stand by and let you do this over and over again in some misguided attempt to shelter me from the world that I’m now a part of.”
“A world I should have kept you out of.”
Oh, Christ.
Not again.
This argument was exhausting, at best, and if we started it, we’d do nothing but argue in circles for the rest of the night. “You have to stop being the protector who runs after each and every bully that pushes me around on the playground.”
“This playground could get you killed.”
“Oh, it could—but it won’t. Not by our own people.”
“Right. Our people.” He sighed and strode to the desk, pouring himself a Scotch. “Half our people hate you. They cannot stand the sight of you, much less the fact that you are to be treated as Master. They would rather kill you and face the consequences than submit to you.”
“You truly believe that don’t you?”
“Humans were never meant to take the throne.” He downed his Scotch and poured another.
I stalked over and knocked the Scotch from his hand, sending the glass flying across the room to crash against the wall. “And whose fault is it that I am what I am? If you had kept your promise months ago, tensions might have eased, and they would have realized that I’m a permanent fixture around here. But no… you keep me here, keep me human day after day, month after month. I’m starting to wonder if it’s not about having a steady fuck and feed rather than a companion.”
“So now you question my love for you?” Lucien growled and yanked me closer by my shirt collar. “I question everything.”