Unleash (Vampire Erotic Theatre Romance Series Book 6) by Felicity Heaton Page A

reason.
    She skirted the edges of the room, moving closer. She wanted to hear their conversation. She had to avoid several vampires, ducking around them and feeling them turn as they felt the air shift as she passed. None of them sensed her. Her heart pounded and she edged closer to Snow and Lilah.
    She paused and leaned against the pale wall just a few metres from them.
    They were deep in conversation and if Snow could sense her, he didn’t show it.
    “I am sorry you felt you needed to return to the theatre early,” Snow said, genuine regret in his tone.
    Lilah touched his arm and smiled. “Don’t be. As soon as we heard what had happened, we decided to come back and be here for you. We couldn’t celebrate while we knew that you were unwell, and we knew Antoine would need us. We knew you would need us.”
    Snow smiled at her. “I am sure Javier was not so thrilled about having to return. I am sure he resents me for ending what should have been a long joyous celebration.”
    “It was a good celebration.” Lilah leaned closer to him and dropped her voice to a whisper. “I’m not going to complain about having to end it early. Believe me, a few weeks with my in-laws is more than enough. Don’t tell Javier, but they were beginning to drive me crazy. I was longing to come back to Vampirerotique after the first week.”
    Lilah giggled, eliciting another, broader smile from Snow.
    “It will be our secret,” he whispered.
    She didn’t like that the two of them shared secrets with each other, or the way Lilah kept touching Snow’s arm, as though they were very close. Dark claws curled around her heart, gently holding it but ready to squeeze any positive feeling from her.
    Snow’s pale eyebrows met in a frown and his ice-blue eyes scanned the room.
    Had he sensed her?
    She moved back a step, trying to elude his keen senses. His frown hardened and then he went back to speaking to Lilah. She wished he hadn’t.
    “You look beautiful tonight. Javier is crazy to let you out of his sight.”
    The claws holding her heart tightened their grip and she glared at Lilah. She was pretty, she supposed. The only thing stopping her from revealing herself and trying to steal Snow’s attention for some ridiculous reason was the fact that he wasn’t looking at Lilah with desire.
    Not as he had looked at her.
    She had seen the fire in his eyes whenever he had glanced at her and had witnessed the evidence of his arousal. He desired her.
    Why did that please her?
    She cursed her feelings, hating the way they flip-flopped when it came to Snow. Part of her despised him and she felt certain she would always hate him. The rest of her felt softer feelings for him and was drawn to him in a way she had never experienced before.
    Her eyes moved back to him, studying his lethal beauty.
    He was large compared with Lilah, powerful and like a warrior, his broad thickly muscled build making her appear tiny.
    His crisp black shirt stretched across his chest, the cut emphasising the breadth of it and how narrow his waist was in comparison. He had left the top few buttons undone, revealing his collarbones and a hint of his defined pectorals. Black jeans encased his long legs, almost as tight as a second skin, and his black leather boots wrinkled their bottoms, adding a twist to his appearance.
    Only Snow would pair scruffy army boots with an expensive shirt, and keep them sticking out of his jeans too. Even Payne hadn’t gone that far.
    Her gaze delighted in roaming back up his powerful legs and over his torso to his face. He shoved his fingers through his white hair, dragging the long strands out of his eyes. He was handsome but radiated darkness and danger. Alluring.
    Enticing.
    She blushed as she recalled how aroused he had been after taking her blood, his body hard and primed, because of her.
    When he had bitten her, she had experienced an incredible surge in feelings from deep within her, heat that she didn’t understand and urges so wicked and