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More than one.

They were watching her.

I skip back further, to before the box arrived.

Luna moves slowly around the shop, cleaning up, getting ready to close. I try not to watch her and focus on the window instead.

There, the same figure.

They were watching her before the box was delivered. Which means they were not drawn to her by the scent of Steven’s blood.

I clench my fist and slam it so hard onto the desk that it leaves a large imprint in the shape of my knuckles.

“Fuck…”

For the first time in my many centuries on earth, I did not want to be right.

I grab my phone and raise it to my ear. It rings twice then… “Kim?”

The only human I trust, apart from Luna, answers with sleep in his voice and irritation in his breath. “The fuck time do you call this, Lucien? We had a deal. No more night jobs. I’m your daytime guy. You have your vampire henchmen for nighttime.”

“I need you for this.”

I picture him putting on his glasses and pinching his nose, his stupidly floppy hair falling over his eyes. “For what?”

“Just get here. Now. It’s nearly morning.”

“For what Lucien?”

My jaw tics. “It’s about the Covenant.”

There is a long pause. Kim’s breathing changes, and when he speaks again his tone is more urgent. “I’ll be there as soon as I can.”

Chapter 7

Luna

The sound of the key turning in the lock makes my heart twist violently. I can’t move. All I can do is stare at the place where, a moment ago, Lucien Thornfield stood baring his fangs at me.

Does he really expect me to believe he’s brought me here for my protection?

Okay, yes, he saved me in the bookshop. But he was watching me. He kidnapped my ex-boyfriend. He cut off Steven’s body parts and mailed them to me with a note.

What did the note say?

I’ll always protect you.

For a while, when I was watching that video of Steven, and Thornfield was standing behind me smelling like sin and seduction, I forgot what he really is.

I listened to the heat humming on my skin instead of the facts.

And the fact is; he’s a vampire.

He’s a sick, twisted, vampire stalker and who knows what he’ll do to me if he keeps me here.

What does he want? A vampire bride? A human sex slave?

I mean, sure, he’s smoking hot. Like, the kind of hot that should only exist in movies because it’s not fair for something that perfectly muscular and chiseled and smoldering to exist in real life.