Following Bound by Blood and Deceptions, Sacrifice, picks up after a vicious attack on Peter’s new paranormal family. Peter may have rescued Lucien but their problems are far from over. A vampire who was once a friend, is chained in the dungeon and waiting judgment. Peter’s time is running out. His body is dying; he’s no longer human, but not a vampire or Lycan either. He needs Lucien to make him a vampire, but no one knows what he might become if Lucien goes ahead with the change—or whether he will survive it at all. With his control slipping, even as a human, Peter needs Lucien to help him control his instincts, to keep him from hurting the people he loves the most.
As enemies gather and allies appear in the strangest of forms, Peter has to make choices that may affect not just his life with Lucien, but also the lives of those who look up to them both for leadership—their Coven. Unrest among the werewolves, friends’ betrayals, and broken emotional connections conspire to keep Peter off balance and have him looking to Lucien, as well as within himself, for answers. Answers that could cost him everything, including his life.
Good thing Peter thinks some things are worth making sacrifices for.
Read a Sample…
I sat up in bed and hit the switch on the headboard. Soft light illuminated the bed. It wouldn’t bother Lucien, but it was a sudden shock to my eyes. I’d been staring into darkness for the better part of an hour, my mind restless. A dream had ruined what could have been the most perfect day of sleep in a long while.
Knees to my chest, I leaned against the headboard, one hand on Lucien’s head, thumb moving lightly back and forth over his forehead. He’d had fallen into a deep sleep long before dawn had arrived. He’d fed and then rolled over and crashed, mumbling that he was sorry he was so sleepy.
It was nothing short of a miracle that he was beside me at all. He’d been taken from our bed, impaled on silver-coated spikes in the bed of a coffin, and buried in an unmarked grave. If we’d been hours later in finding him, Lucien would have been dead.
Permanently.
He wasn’t fully recovered yet. His leg still hurt him more than he would admit and he was still somewhat weak from the blood loss and power drain. The best donors available had fed him, and his wounds could no longer be seen on the surface, but what his body needed now was time to heal the damage.
So far, Lucien had been in good spirits. He’d seemed to be dealing with everything okay, but I knew it was only a matter of time before it really sank in that it was Caleb who was the cause of everything that had happened.
Caleb.
The one he’d loved and cherished for so long—the one he’d trusted above all others.
Hell, I still had a hard time wrapping my mind around what Caleb had done. And I’d seen the damned video of him and Cyril together. I knew he’d done it, heard what at least part of his motivation had been, but part of me still couldn’t believe it.
Didn’t want to believe it.
The last time I’d seen Caleb was the night before our last Coven meeting. I’d run into him right outside my bedroom door and he was in a big-ass hurry to get away. I guess now I knew the reason why, but I couldn’t understand why he’d even come back here after everything he’d done.
None of it made sense to me. Only Caleb knew why he’d done what he’d done. I’d always heard that jealousy could make people do stupid things. This was beyond stupidity.
I shook my head and crawled off the bed, wandering over to the closet. I found a pair of jeans and was just slipping them on when I heard the lock on the bedroom door click.
Xander.
As I buttoned my jeans, I poked my head out of the closet. He wore a loose pair of black cotton shorts and his hair was disheveled. He’d been sleeping.
“Hey, Xander.”
“Hey.” His voice was almost a whisper. No doubt because he’d just rolled out of bed. “You okay?”
“I’m fine. Just couldn’t stare into the dark any longer.”
“You’ve got a lot on your mind. Maybe getting out of here for a little while would help.”
I considered it for a moment, knowing exactly where I’d go if I left this room. Xander stepped into the closet and handed me one of Lucien’s T-shirts. I sighed and took it from him.
“Will you stay with Lucien until I get back?”
“You know that’s why I’m here.”
“I’m sorry I woke you.”
“That’s just us, Peter. Stop apologizing for it.”