Quench(4)

His cock was still hard, and Alek knew there would be no satisfaction with anyone else tonight. In a fog of anguish, he started to walk again. Viviana’s eyes followed him from where she sat at the bar. He went straight through the club and out the door.

How fucked-up his life was.

When he reached the parking lot, he raised his head and roared into the night, not caring who heard or saw him.

Pain too great to hold inside poured from his body into the air. The thunderous sound battered against tree limbs, sending some crashing to the ground.





Chapter Two




Viviana smiled as she made her way down the long hallway. The Reign leader followed her and his spicy scent filled her nostrils. She liked how he’d felt sprawled on top of her with his emerald-green eyes glittering. If his hair hadn’t been a dead giveaway she would have known he was tiger from his smell. The Sovereign warriors had a reputation for being badass and if this one was like the brothers, she wouldn’t mind knowing him better or getting her hands buried in his ruff.

Her blade burned hot in her hand. Unaware she still held it, Viv stared at a drop of blood glistening under the soft lights. Sweet Jesus, she wanted to lick it, taste it, and she did. Her nipples hardened immediately and her vagina clenched, sending moisture sliding from her core into the seat of her pants. What in hell was that?

Careful or he’ll smell my desire.

Pushing at his mind, she caught only a glimpse before banging into a steel wall. Viv couldn’t get in. The brothers carried strong royal blood in their veins and it had always caused trouble when she tried to read them. They were direct descendants of the original beasts turned by her ancestors. This was different. She’d never felt anything like it.

Alek, a Siberian tiger, had the same mental print as a lion.

Viv hadn’t counted on the excitement that fluttered in her stomach. To restrain her out-of-control body she reminded herself of his nasty thought about her species. It had pissed her off and she’d berated him for thinking of her as a bloodsucker. The Kind were no better.

“Goddamn fur balls.”

Confused by her emotions, she wanted to fuck with him. Allowing him access to one part of her mind, she let him have a thought that should keep him swollen and painfully erect. I wouldn’t mind handling a nice piece of ass like yours before sunrise.

Viv’s aroma quickly filled the small space and she knew her scent would snare the beast in him. The effort to close her mind weakened her tremendously. Stronger shields would definitely be called for if she planned to hang around him. What if she wasn’t able to keep him out while they trekked after the prince?

She continued down the hall and into the bar, taking a seat. Her eyes followed Alek.

Viv visibly shuddered when he gazed her way, sending an icy chill down her back.

The cat walked through the room and out the front door.

“Shit.” She’d looked forward to knowing the cat better.

“Are you prepared for what will happen if you cage that tiger?”

Viv knew very little about Case other than that he owned the Looking Glass. His long pale blond hair gave away the fact he was a white lion and the scent of fresh human blood coursing through his body told her something else—this cat was powerful. Case had no problem with his vampyre side and he had no problem breaking through her barriers to enter her mind.

“Case, we don’t know each other well enough for you to screw around in my head. Don’t do it again.” No sooner had the words left her mouth than the ferocious cry of a wild beast lanced through the club. The doors and walls were unable to hold out the sound of pain. Viv’s heart wrenched. Fear pounded through her veins, matching pace with her cold blood.

“Now do you understand why I asked?” Case made no pretense as he waved his hand, stealing the previous minute from the mind of every human in the room.

His power should have frightened her. Hanging with Law and Dace, Viv was well aware of the Sovereign Kind who sustained their lives with human blood. They became strong vampyres and, aided with the senses and abilities of their animal, they were deadly creatures to be reckoned with.

“Fuck you.” Viv stood and walked back the way she’d come to collect the brothers. “Let’s get out of here,” she snarled.



Viv and the brothers arrived at the royal mansion and rested on the balcony above the practice arena. Law and Dace regaled her with stories about their life in Europe while Viv told of her own rogue battles. It had been decided back at the club to wait until nightfall so she could travel with them to join the prince to help sort out whatever his quarrel was with his mate. Reign warriors were impervious to sunlight but the strong desert rays would harm the oldest of vampyres, even at sunset.