need to stay with the queen.” He raised his eyebrows.
“Zane
can take care of her, I will find Stephany.” Brant strode down the tunnel and
within seconds it was too dark to see his retreating back.
Tanya
buried her head into Zane’s chest and cried. She felt guilty because although
most of her tears were for her vampire friend, some of them were for herself. Zane
thread his fingers into her hair.
“Why
did they take her?” she gasped. “You don’t think the alpha will mate with
Stephany do you?”
“Stephany
is already mated, so I highly doubt it.”
“It’s
not like her and Lance are truly together.” She sobbed harder.
“That
is true,” his deep voice rumbled through her.
“How
would the alpha even know that she was mated?”
“He
would scent it. Then again, Lance has not left his mark on her in many years.”
She
sobbed even harder.
“It
would be unwise to speculate. Wolves and vampires do not mix anyways, so I am
sure he has not taken her for that reason. We will soon know his intentions
though. Brant may just get her back before the wolf makes it back to the rest
of the pack and into shifter territory. Problem is, the bastards are fast and
really good at hiding their trail. Brant might get lucky though.”
At
the mention of Brant’s name, she clutched onto Zane hiccupping as her tears
came down faster.
“He
will get over himself.”
“No,
he won’t.”
“Sweetness…”
he caressed her back. “Look at me.”
She
shook her head, unable to stop the tears.
“Tanya.”
The
use if her real name had her pulling back. Red nose, snot and all.
“He
will get over himself. This is a big adjustment.”
“How
is it that you don’t mind? Don’t you care either way? Is this all about heirs
to you?”
His
eyes softened turning to melted, rich chocolate. “I care, Ysnaar. For whatever
reason, I don’t mind as much I thought I would. I enjoyed watching him rut with
you.”
She
gasped, “Really?”
Zane
nodded. “Yeah, really. Problem is that Brant doesn’t feel the same, so we’ll
need to keep things separate…It will work out in the end,” he shrugged.
It
made her feel hot remembering their earlier encounter. Especially now that she
knew Zane had enjoyed watching. A shiver raced through her and her pussy gave a
little throb of both need and soreness.
Zane
chuckled, the sound coming much easier than the first time he had laughed for
her. He sniffed in her direction. “You amaze me, female.”
She
giggled stopping as soon as she thought of Brant. “He can’t even look at me right
now, let alone…” She sniffed and bit her lip trying to hold back another wave
of tears.
“Like
I said, he’ll get over it and if not then it’s his loss.”
She
tried to smile even though half her heart felt like it was raw and bleeding.
Chapter 3
Brant
strapped the last of the weapons to his back. A long samurai sword capable of
doing much damage. He pulled on a leather jacket and started running in the
direction that Stephany had been taken. He could scent the group of both covens’
best warriors on her trail.
It
was indeed a wolf that had her. Damn it to hell. He could smell its musty
animal scent. Wolves were much faster than elves. He picked up the pace some
more. Xavier’s breaths came in ragged pants next to him.
“Are
you sure you are sufficiently healed brother?” he glanced in Xavier’s
direction.
“Yes,
my lord. Yet, I think I should stay and protect your female. Hells, I think you
should stay with your female for far more important reasons.”
“We
have had this conversation.”
“She
is in heat, my lord.”
“I
had noticed. Zane will stay with her.” It almost physically hurt to say the
words.
“It
increases his chances of impregnating her each time they rut.”
“I
know that,” Brant ground out.
“For
the future of our coven, you should return.”
“She
can’t take it.”
“Tanya
is a strong human.” Xavier didn’t turn his head when