Demons are growing in mass numbers and destroying vampires, mankind’s protectors. To stop an outbreak of demons, the best field agents from Divine Syndicate and the Union of Justice must work together.
Okay, so you read about Anna and Sale in the first two books. Are you ready to find out if they can work well together? I’ll warn you, this book is filled with action, contains violence and vulgar language. Oh yeah, and it has romance. What are you waiting for? Buy the book and see how these two strong-willed individuals handle the nasty demons wanting to take over the Earth.
The scent of his blood and sweat filled her nose. Her canines threatened to extend, but she held them in place.
“I need you to lay down,” she said as she approached him.
Quiet now, he lowered onto the gurney. “And you’re sure you can do this?”
“I told you, I have experience.” She grabbed the bowl from the table.
“How much experience?”
She set the supplies near the side of his sculpted torso. She swallowed hard as her gaze lingered over the curves of his muscles. He had so many she found it difficult to look away. “There was a time when we didn’t have a real office or medical team. We had to take care of ourselves. We cared for injured humans from time to time too.”
She poured the alcohol over a few of the gauze pads and into the bowl. It had been many years since she’d last removed a bullet, but she remembered the process well.
She scooted closer to his hip. Thin dark hair covered a majority of his chest. A line of hair from his navel continued south and disappeared under his jeans. If her heart were alive, it would be beating fast.
“I need to lower your pants,” she said as she unfastened them.
“I hope so.” He scrubbed his forehead with his arm.
His sense of humor brought a smile to her face. “I’ll try not to look.”
He chuckled. “I have nothing to hide or be ashamed of.”
She gripped the edges of his jeans. Underneath them, she felt the hem of his underwear.
“Your fingers are cold,” he said.
“Sorry. Can you lift up a little for me?”
He did and she pulled his clothes down until she’d exposed the bleeding wound. Fortunately, she’d been able to keep his manhood covered, but barely. The outline of it underneath his blue boxers along with his dark hair tempted her to stare.
Swallowing hard, she returned her focus to the hole in his hip. Without wasting any time, she wiped the area clean and then picked up the tweezers.
“This will hurt,” she said as she put her hand near his wound.
He watched her as she brought the tweezers down. More dark fluid spilled from his body as she gently slid the instrument inside him. The beat of his heart accelerated. He balled his fists tight. When she felt the tweezers hit something, she grabbed hold it. She glanced up and found him clenching his jaw while staring at her.
“Almost done,” she said as she carefully pulled the bullet out. Blood flowed faster from the opening. “Do you need to change to stop the bleeding?”
She removed the bullet and dropped it into the bowl with alcohol. Before she could wipe the area with a sterile pad, he rolled to the opposite side of the gurney. His feet hit the floor with a tap and he groaned. While he shoved his pants all the way down, she caught a glimpse of a large tattoo on his back. It looked like lady justice holding scales.
Out of respect, Anna spun away from him. She’d never seen a werewolf shift before and wanted to watch, but the timing seemed inappropriate. His breaths were heavy. She heard snaps and cracks. His sweaty scent grew stronger, but another emerged. It held a more musky almost woodsy type of aroma. The thump of his heart increased. But the strangest detail of all was the wave of heat from behind her. It had to be from him.
She waited until the noises lessened before she stepped to the end of the table. The need to look consumed her. She’d even forgotten about her thirst. Unable to wait any longer, she rounded the gurney. Her eyes widened when she found a four-legged wolf staring at her.
“Wow,” she said. It was the first word to pop into her mind.
The werewolf had radiant green eyes and thick dark fur. He was beautiful. He panted and licked his chops. Slowly, he approached her.