Page 177 of Vameer

I feel better when he’s around.

And… I let my eyes skim his massive frame.

Vameer knows how to please me. In every way.

I take a step back, letting my hand slip free from his. Then another, as I think about him chasing me through the warehouse.

My thigh muscles clench.

Vameer takes a deep inhale and starts to close his eyes.

Then his brows furrow.

Slowly, he opens his eyes. But he’s not looking at me. He’s looking over me.

I feel our heart thud again. But the intention is not affection.

It’s danger.

“Veniunt,” Vameer growls.

The hairs on my arms dance.

And the room detonates. Gunfire sounds from every direction as Vameer throws his arms up.

I drop to a crouch, hands over my ears, trying to block out the overwhelming noise.

Vameer steps back with his left foot.

Like he was pushed off balance.

He braces himself and leans forward. Palms out. Against a force.

I try to see who’s out there. But there are too many shadows and too many flashes from gun barrels.

People are shooting at both of us.

Trying to kill both of us.

I want to run the two steps to Vameer so I can hide behind him.

But I don’t want to distract him. Or get in the way.

Anger and fear coil inside me.

The gunfire doesn’t slow.

The pressure in my chest intensifies.

Then Vameer hisses.

It’s low and loud and a warning of bad things.

I lift my eyes and follow his gaze.

A dozen yards away. Straight ahead. Four vampires. Ones I’ve never seen before. Stand in a row.

They lift daggers.