Here’s some scene setting. Callum works at Vampirerotique as the manager and recruiter of the performers for the premier erotic theatre for vampires, and is in Paris on business, scouting for new recruits for a very special show. The trouble is, his mind has been off business for the first time in a very long time ever since he set eyes on a beautiful female werewolf. Previous to this scene, he had a brief tangle with her when she came to him in a nightclub, but Kristina soon brought it to an end. Kristina is on the run from her pack and the last thing she needs is to get involved with a vampire, even if he is drop dead gorgeous and she can’t keep her eyes off him…
What was she doing?
When she had fled England, Kristina had vowed to avoid interacting with werewolves. It was safest that way, no matter how much she often craved the company of her kind. All packs had a unique scent, something a werewolf could smell on each other and recognise. Part of her training as a cub had been spent on burning knowledge of the European werewolf packs and their scents into her mind. It was something all packs taught their young. The man now grinding against her backside and turning her stomach with his dominant grip on her was from a local pack here in Paris but that didnâ€™t mean he wouldnâ€™t turn her over.
She had been on the run from her pack for months now but she was sure they were still looking for her.
This was a mistake.
Kristina tried to get free of her partner but his thick arm tightened across her stomach, holding her firm. A spark of panic leapt through her blood and she struggled to tamp it down and disguise it so he wouldnâ€™t sense it in her. She made out she was turning in his arms and he allowed it, his large hands moving to her backside, clutching and squeezing.
What the Hell had she been thinking?
The vampire had scared her and she had gone running to her own kind. Pathetic. She was stronger than that. So his fangs had come out and she had felt their sharp tips on her tongue, that didnâ€™t mean he had intended to bite her. Not everything she had been told about vampires was true. She had thought she had known that, had accepted it as fact, and had always been proud of herself for being able to see that vampires werenâ€™t really a threat unless you made them one by provoking them. It turned out that she was wrong and she hadnâ€™t accepted it after all. The moment his fangs had touched her, she had panicked and lashed out, her heart rocketing and hackles rising. Everything bad she had ever been told about vampires had shot through her mind and she had gone with it rather than telling herself that it was just desire that had brought his fangs out. It was a reaction her kind shared with vampires. Whenever she got a little overexcited, her canines extended against her will.
She should have been flattered by his reaction to her kiss, not sought to knock his fangs out.
She was no better than every other werewolf. They had driven fear of vampires, horror stories about them, so deep into her mind that she couldnâ€™t escape it even when she thought that she had.
The male werewolf leaned down towards her and she stiffened in his arms, fear of him rising inside her and telling her to break away from him, that he would try to dominate her just as her alpha had. She had to run.
His warm breath washed over her skin, turning her stomach, and she shrank backwards, trying to escape his touch. She had been a fool to run back to her own kind for protection. She had probably been safer with the vampire than she was with this male. They all wanted the same thing from her, all smelt her readiness to mate and took it to mean that she wanted them when she didnâ€™t. She wasnâ€™t interested in bearing cubs like a dutiful female. She wanted a life.
A firm cool hand on her shoulder caused her to jump. The start of a shriek escaped her before she clamped down hard on it and the world whirled past her in a blur of blue and purple neon and laser lights. A hard wall of black slammed against her and a low threatening snarl curled out over the pumping music.
Her instincts sparked, senses zeroing in on the male werewolf at her back and the dark presence of vampire in front of her. The vampireâ€™s arm tightened around her, pressing her to his chest, and he snarled again, a feral sound that a werewolf would have been proud of making. The werewolf growled back but it lacked the strength and ferocity of the vampireâ€™s, sounding weak and tailing off at the end.
Kristina glanced up at her unlikely saviour, looking past the strong defined line of his jaw and the sensual mouth that had sent her head spinning with only a kiss, beyond his straight nose that said he might be an aristocrat vampire, to the red coals of his irises and the vertical slits of his pupils. He growled again, bearing his fangs. They were enormous now, fully extended as he threatened the werewolf behind her.
The werewolf snarled back at him and she sensed the two other male werewolves rise from their seats, heading out of the booth to back up their leader.
Kristina wasnâ€™t sure how to defuse the situation before it exploded. She did the first thing that came to her.
She tiptoed, caught the vampireâ€™s cheek in her palm, and kissed him.
Did you enjoy today’s tease?
Callum has come to the city of romance on business, not pleasure, but when he sets eyes on a gorgeous werewolf in a nightclub, he canâ€™t ignore the dark carnal craving she ignites in him. His work for Vampirerotique, the erotic theatre he runs with three other vampires, can wait. The only thing that matters now is satisfying his sinful hunger for a woman who most vampires would consider an enemy.
Kristina is on the run from her pack. Her alpha is intent on forcing her to bear his child and sheâ€™s not about to live through the same nightmare as her mother had. When a tall, dark and sexy vampire catches her eye, she canâ€™t believe the ferocity of the desire he unleashes in her or the fact that she enjoys the feel of his eyes on her and his silent pursuit of her in the clubs each night.
When Kristina finally gets a taste of Callum in a forbidden kiss, will she be strong enough to resist the allure of the vampire and his offer to share his bed for a week of unbridled, wild sex, or will she surrender to her own craving for the safety and passion she finds in his embrace?
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