Wolf's Claim (The Royal Heir #3) - Jen L. Grey Page 0,42
to her, keeping my eyes open and listening for anything that sounded out of place.
All I could do was listen to her faint breathing and the sounds of fighting less than fifty yards away. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, but when I opened them, there was a huge, muscular vampire right in front of me.
"I've been waiting for you to show up." He shook with laughter. He had a scar that started right above his eyebrow and ended at the top of his upper lip.
I stood on all four legs and growled.
"Don't worry.” The vampire waggled his eyebrows at me, and his black eyes flashed as a menacing grin slowly filled his face. "It's you that I'm interested in." He flashed, and before I could process it, he lifted me over his head. "This might hurt a little." He chuckled at his own joke as he threw me down hard.
My body crashed into the ground, and I heard a popping sound come from my leg. I landed on my right side and felt like I was crushed; the pain was excruciating.
"I thought you'd put up more of a fight than that." The vampire began heading slowly in my direction again, enjoying the predatory side of himself.
Using every ounce of energy in my body, I stood on all fours and turned to stare him down. I need help. I had a feeling I wasn't going to make it out of this one alive. I refused to let him see how hurt I was though. Showing weakness would make it more fun for him.
On my way. Mason's voice was determined, and he appeared behind the vampire in seconds. His now auburn coat glowing in the dusk.
I hadn’t really seen him as a wolf since he became king, and to see his usual black coat now auburn startled me. He must have been on his way when I got hurt since I wasn't blocking the mate bond. He probably sensed I was in pain.
I needed to act as though I was in more pain than I actually was so the vampire would focus on me. I let my weakness show by holding my broken hind leg in the air. That sick, sadistic bastard’s grin grew even wider. He was so immersed in the hunt that he didn't notice the wolf that was readying to strike at him from behind.
Mason ran right at him, lowering himself to the ground and knocking the vampire’s feet out from under him. The vampire hit the ground hard, landing on his back.
"What the ..." The words were a hiss as the guy glanced behind him and locked eyes with my mate.
A loud growl was Mason’s response.
The vampire jumped to his feet and narrowed his eyes. "This makes my job easier with you both being here." He flashed and reached for Mason's neck.
Just as he was about to close his hand, Mason jerked back and clamped down on his hand.
"Shit." The vampire tried slinging Mason off, but all it did was make Mason clamp down even harder.
I had to do something now. I took a deep breath, determined to work through the pain. I took off running and almost stumbled at first, but soon began to limp, making it somewhat bearable. There was no way in hell I was going to be able to jump, so I did the only thing I knew to do. I bit into his leg.
"Agh, you bitch!" The vampire glanced behind him and began kicking the leg my teeth were sunk into.
I wanted to whimper because he was forcing some weight on my injury. However, I held it back. No matter what he did, I had to keep a firm hold.
He reached down with his free hand and grabbed my throat, cutting off my airway.
Mason let go of his hand and jumped for his neck.
The vampire once again threw me to the ground and caught Mason before he could latch on.
I didn't land quite as hard this time, but between the already injured leg and my low oxygen, the world began to spin. I took deep breaths, needing to stay conscious and help.
The vampire had Mason by the face and brought his bloodied hand up, aiming his fingers at Mason’s eyes.
Oh, hell no. I struggled up on all fours, relieved that my broken foot was beginning to heal. I rushed the vampire and was able to leverage some strength to jump and bite into his shoulder.