Saving His Mate(3)

Margery looked at him then, full-on this time, not just a glance. Her dark eyes were so damn captivating he couldn’t have looked away if he’d wanted to. “You’re Rex the bounty hunter? The one who helped Ella with that vampire back in January?”

He nodded, hoping that would give him some standing with her when clearly she didn’t like vampires. He probably wasn’t helping his cause when he looked beat to hell in grungy jeans, shit-kickers and a ripped T-shirt. “Yes. And normally I don’t smell like dirty humans. I got into an altercation earlier this evening.”

“You think humans are dirty?”

“No, but the ones I fought were.” The stench of booze and sex had been rolling off them in pungent waves.

She relaxed a fraction at his words, which told him she clearly liked humans. Made sense considering her alpha had mated one. “Are you the same Rex who took Talia out on a date?”

He froze at her question. The elevator jerked to a halt, the soft ding alerting them they were at their destination.

She didn’t wait for a response, just muttered under her breath again as she exited the elevator with Sarah.

Rex was right on her heels. “It was one time and before I knew she was with Grant.” It wasn’t as if they’d even kissed. He’d asked the pretty human out because he’d thought she was available. He hadn’t known she’d been in a fight with her then-boyfriend—or that her boyfriend had been a powerful alpha. Hell, Grant hadn’t even told her about the existence of supernatural beings at the time.

“Hmm,” was all she said as she retrieved a keyfob from her small purse. She pressed one of the buttons and a nearby Jeep beeped. “You don’t need to escort us any further, vampire.”

“My name is Rex and I’m going with you.” He gritted his teeth at her tone and her use of the word vampire instead of his name. “Is it all vampires or just me in particular you have a problem with?”

At his question guilt flickered in her dark, mesmerizing gaze. “I’m…sorry. I’m not normally such a bitch,” she muttered.

“It’s true, Margery’s so sweet. She’s like the mom of our pack,” Sarah murmured, snuggling closer to her packmate. “She just needs to get laid.”

Rex’s eyes widened and Margery’s bronze face flamed crimson as she continued. “I’ve had a stressful day and it’s not personal, I swear. I’m sorry for being rude, but I really don’t need you to follow us back to the compound.”

“I’m not going to follow you.” She relaxed until he continued. “I’m riding with you.” And he wasn’t letting the female out of his sight until she was safely back at the compound. Something about her had all his possessive, protective instincts flaring to life. There was no way in hell he’d fight this feeling. Not when he knew what it could mean.





Chapter 2



Margery resisted the urge to fidget or show any signs that she was uncomfortable having a vampire sitting in the backseat of her Jeep. Sarah was sitting in the front next to her, lightly snoring. She’d passed out before they’d left the parking garage.

She hated that she felt the oddest attraction to Rex. It was making her wolf claw at her insides, wanting to strut around and preen for the male. And that was not like her. Especially not for a vampire. After what had happened to her as a cub she’d never gotten over her distrust of his kind. Something Grant very well knew. Which just infuriated her. It also told her that her alpha must trust this vampire a lot to send him with her.

Because he knew that she didn’t need an escort. She was a strong, capable shifter. Not that weak, defenseless cub.

“I’m surprised I haven’t seen you around over the last year,” Rex said from the backseat.

She resisted the urge to look at him in the rearview mirror as she pulled up to a stoplight. The man was too sexy for his own good. Even disheveled and dirty, it would be impossible to hide all that masculine appeal. Tall, muscular with dark blond hair cut close to his head. She didn’t even normally go for blonds. Of course she never went for vampires either. Hell, maybe Sarah was right and she did need to get laid. It was the only explanation for the weird restless sensation humming through her with Rex near. Her wolf was urging her to do all sorts of naughty things to the male, taking her by surprise. She’d been in control of her wolf since she was a cub, but now she felt jittery and edgy.

Realizing she needed to respond, she shrugged. “We’ve got a big pack. I’m sure you haven’t met a lot of us.”

“How long have you been with Grant’s pack?”