A Mate for Gideon(61)

After a few more seconds in which he took a couple more calming breaths, he carefully pushed open the window and climbed inside the bedroom.

The moment his feet touched the carpet, he realized that something had changed. He could still make out Liam’s breathing only it was no longer deep and rhythmic, it was soft yet quick, alerting him to the fact that the male was awake.

His gaze flashed to the human who had a gun pointed to his chest. “This is not your lucky day.” The male said before firing the weapon.

There was a bright flash. The round hit him at point-blank range. The force from the blast had him taking a step back. Gideon could feel the bullet penetrate, could feel as it cracked a rib and tore through his lung. Blood filled the cavity.

Gideon choked out a mouthful of the thick liquid.

The bastard in front of him smiled. Fucking smiled. “I missed,” he stated simply. “That should’ve hit you in the heart.”

Gideon watched as the male’s knuckles turned white as he prepared to pull the trigger a second time. This time Gideon was prepared. He sidestepped the bullet and was on the male in a split second. Using every ounce of self-control he possessed, he hit Liam’s hand with enough force to dislodge the weapon but not so hard as to shatter bones. Something he wished like fuck he could do.

It was good that the bullet had passed right through Gideon. Lucky that the projectile had been made from copper or steel. Already, he could feel his flesh knit. The bastard in front of him cried out as his weapon flew across the room. His eyes were wide with shock.

Within the next few minutes, he was going to wish that he had loaded with silver but then again, how was he to know that a vampire was after him.

“What the fuck!” Liam growled. His hands had clenched into fists, one of which he was aiming directly for Gideon’s face.

Gideon had to suppress a yawn. Humans were so damned slow. He grabbed the fist and squeezed. Hard enough to hurt like a bitch but not so hard that anything actually broke. He kneed the fucker in the nuts. Wishing he could castrate the bastard. A male like this did not deserve to breed or to even to have a female at his side for that matter.

Liam yelled out. His face a contorted mask of pain. The other male’s knees buckled out from underneath him.

Gideon released him. The moment he did so, Liam fell to his side. He rolled on the ground clutching his dick. “Shit. Did you have to fucking do that?” He finally managed to whimper. “Do you know who you’re messing with?”

“A coward and a bully,” Gideon snarled.

“Who the fuck are you?” He was panting hard, his hand still tightly clasped to his dick. “Your face is covered dammit, yet you have the gall to call me a coward? Fuck you!” He growled, sounding stronger.

“It doesn’t matter who I am. It only matters why I am here. Stay away from Jenna. You go anywhere near her and I will kill you. Do you understand me?”

Liam choked out a strangled laugh, finally taking his hands off of his dick. His face was white and dripping with sweat. Somehow he managed to pull himself semi-upright. “Is that what this whole thing is about? You’re here because of that bitch?”

Gideon kicked the male, aiming for his chest rather than his face. Human necks were too easy to snap, their skulls too easy to crush. As it stood, he kicked him as softly as he could, given the male’s badmouthing of Jenna. It was fucking unacceptable. This low life wasn’t worthy of wiping a female like Jenna’s ass let alone being with her.

It irritated him to see the male flying back. Winded and dazed but still breathing. He hadn’t heard the telltale sound of a rib cracking. Fuck, but he wanted to tear into the dickhead. Make him fucking pay. He deserved it. No one would tie him to the crime. Not in a million fucking years. He had made a promise to Jenna though, so he held back. It fucking killed him to do so, but he did it.

The male made a loud grunting sound. He cussed loudly. “So it’s serious then?” Liam laughed while shaking his head. “She’s the most frigid chick I’ve ever been with. Just lies there. I honestly don’t know what you see in her. Good fucking riddance. I’m glad to be shot of her. Clumsy fucking bitch. Always falling and apologizing. She couldn’t do a damned thing right. Not a damned fucking thing.” The male’s eyes blazed.

Gideon felt several muscles tick in his jaw. A low rumble sounded from deep inside his chest. He never wanted to kill something so much in his whole damn life. Yet he continued to hold back. His hands shook as he grabbed Liam by the throat. His fingers dug into flesh. Enough to cut off the male’s oxygen supply but not enough to snap his neck. “Listen to me,” he growled. “You stay far away from her. Touch her. Speak to her. If you so much as fucking look in her direction, I will kill you. Your death will be slow and agonizing.”