I pulled my stake back up just as the guy reached me. Lashing out, I aimed to stab him in the chest, but he moved so fast, a blur, that I only grazed his shoulder.
A door slammed somewhere just beyond me and then we were joined by two more Shadow Bloods. Some of the men from before had come back.
Awesome.
This was how I was going to die.
Luka sped across the space and positioned himself so that his back was pressed to mine. “You watch my back and I’ll watch yours, okay, hunter?” His voice was deep and throaty and did not at all hold the fear I was feeling right now.
Fighting back to back with a freaking vampire? Did I have any other option right now?
“Fine,” I growled, just as the bastards reached us.
The tall one with a shaved head launched at me, but I was ready for him. Keeping my back to Luka, I kicked out, landing a boot squarely in the guy’s balls. He crumpled forward and I came down with my stake like a psycho, stabbing wildly into his back, trying to reach his heart. Luka was pushed into me suddenly, which caused me to go forward, nearly losing my balance. I knocked into the vampire that I’d just poked a bunch of holes into, and he stood up quickly, cracking his head into my chin.
Pain exploded in my jaw and I lost balance, allowing the vampire to grip me by the shoulders. He sneered at me, his fangs distending.
“Hunter,” he seethed.
I’d never heard of a Shadow Blood capturing one of us and just letting us go.
Tonight I would probably die—but I wouldn’t go out without a fight. I puckered my lips and spat in his face, then reeled my head forward, slamming my forehead into his nose, grinning as the satisfying crunch of breaking bone filled the room.
“Bitch!” he roared and then chucked me across the room, in one clean arc.
This is going to hurt…
I braced myself for the hit, crashing into a table and chairs, which helped to break my fall. My butt slammed into the table first and I skidded backward, taking out a chair on my way to the ground.
Ow. That was going to bruise.
My gaze flicked to Luka to see that he was fighting the other two Shadow Bloods barehanded, no weapons, just repeating blows to the face.
I popped onto my feet, readying myself for the Shadow Blood who had chucked me across the room to come back and finish me off. He ran at me full speed. I braced myself. Reaching into my skirt, I yanked the razor wire free just as the bastard slammed into me, knocking me backward. I tried to steady myself for the hit but he was too powerful and I lost balance. The force at which he plowed into me had my head cracking backward onto the hard floor.
One smack and everything went dark.
Chapter Three
I cameto and my heart raced as my fight-or-flight instinct kicked back in. Peeling my eyes open, I frowned in confusion. I was no longer on the floor of the feeder room in the club. I was … in a bed. Soft gray silk sheets brushed against my skin as I tried to sit up—and a raging headache slammed into me. I winced as my fingers probed the knotted bruise at the base of my skull.
What the…? Where was I?
I inhaled.
Luka.
This freaking bed smelled of Luka! I should know, I was smooshed under his body for ten minutes in the rafters of the club. A fact that made my stomach warm, something I was not proud of.
Why the heck was I in his bed? What had happened after the Shadow Blood had knocked me out?
Pulling off the bedspread, I gasped when I saw dried blood on my legs and shirt.A lotof blood. I quickly lifted my shirt and did a body scan, relieved to find the blood wasn’t mine. Swinging my legs over the edge of the bed, I noticed my boots lined up at the far wall. Padding away from the bed, I slipped them on and then opened the bedroom door.
The first thing I noticed was more blood. It started at the door handle, then trailed down the hall, puddling on the hardwood floor.
“Luka?” My heart knocked against my chest.
What if this wasn’t Luka’s place, what if it was the Shadow Bloods and I was a late-night snack?
