Release, book 3 of The Angler series

Release, book 3 of The Angler series by Annie Nicholas

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bowed his head. “We lost Rurik outside. He’s injured and bleeding. It shouldn’t be hard to pick up his scent.”
    Kam nodded but remained silent.
    “Once you find him, try to drive him from the city but don’t fight him. I can’t afford to lose you.” Tane caressed Kam’s head. “I’ll find you. Don’t lose his trail.”
    “I won’t fail you.” Kam’s solemn gaze traveled from him to me. “We should send her away. Rurik is unnaturally attracted to her blood. He’ll kill her next time.”
    Tane focused his cold stare on my bruised face. “I’ll consider it. For now, I need her.”
    “You consider things all you want , but I’m not leaving. We’ve faced worse than this and we’re stronger together than apart.” I recalled Tane’s clan brothers in that meeting and gulped. Okay, maybe not worse. How different could fighting five Nosferatu be compared to one?
    Yeah, we were dead.
    “We could send her to Gwen,” Kam continued as if I hadn’t spoken.
    “Your sister is busy with other matters.” Tane took my hand. “Come, rabbit. Take me to your hotel.” Tane pulled me behind him as he led us out back to the van.
    At this point I didn’t care if we stayed in this nightmare building. I wanted to be horizontal and close my eyes. Pretend the last two days had been a bad trip. Control of my future slipped between my fingers. The harder I tried to save Rurik, the faster he fell away. I didn’t want to spend eternity without him. He’d been my solace in the vampire world and one of the few people who truly cared about my wellbeing.
    Tane cared on a certain level. As my master, he had to make sure my needs were met , but Tane couldn’t remember being human so how could he truly understand what I needed? Then again, in my dream, he’d surprised me by showing me what he’d looked like as human. Maybe I was wrong.
    On the ride back in the van, I rested my head on his shoulder and absorbed what comfort he offered. I suspected he could use the contact as much as I. He hid his pain well. The centuries taught him how to shield his true emotions; however, our bond gave me an insight most of the Vampire Nation would kill for.
    He sighed and rested his arm around my shoulders. “ My brothers were right. Rurik’s change to Nosferatu will have my whole clan after him instead of a few.”
    “Why?”
    “We keep our numbers small for a reason and only make a new brother when one dies.”
    “So Rurik could take Dragos’ s or Luckard’s spot.” Dragos had been a blood thirsty king before Tane had betrayed him with Rurik and they’d killed him with a little help from me. Luckard was the ass who tried to do the same thing to Tane.
    “They have both been replaced.” Tane turned off the highway and drove toward my hotel.
    “By who?” When had this happened? I was by his side most of the time yet he still managed to keep so many secrets.
    He searched for parking and ignored my question. Let him keep his damn silence. I pressed my hand over the hard ridges of his stomach. His thin linen shirt hid little from my fingers. My attraction to Tane came from a darker part of my soul, the part that liked to fight and not back down.
    He found a spot and parked the van. Turning his stare on me, he leaned in close enough for a kiss. “Let’s go heal you.”

Chapter Thirteen
     
    I showed Tane my hotel room.
    He tossed his jacket on the plain wooden chair by the narrow desk and didn’t comment on the average accommodations. The king lived in lavish style , and I never wanted for anything.
    Most of the time , objects would arrive without my even asking, like I had a fairy godmother who read my mind. So this mediocre room seemed a poor return for what he’d done for me.
    “I didn’t want to attract attention by renting a suite. Flashing that much cash would bring trouble.”
    He undid the buttons of his shirt , and my gaze riveted to the thin line of flesh beginning to show. “The curtains are thick enough to keep

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