Wolf's Fall by J.D. Tyler Page A

remained hidden as the wolf had pressed Calla to the ground. Even
he
was shocked, thinking the wolf intended to take her in animal form.
    Actually, he was disappointed when the wolf had shifted back. Damn his own kinky black heart.
    Disappointment was quickly forgotten,however, as the two had proceeded to the waterfall to engage in a scorching scene he was surprised hadn’t boiled the water. When Westfall had turned the woman to face the rock and plunged inside her, the vampire’s own cock had turned to steel in his pants.
    Oh, he watched. Every thrust and moan. Every single cry of pleasure. He stood there panting with equal parts longing and hatred, until the commander reached a magnificent finish, emptying himself inside the one who was, quite possibly, his mate.
    Then he listened to every word of their postcoital conversation and smiled. Trouble in paradise before the mating even happened? Fucking perfect. He couldn’t have hoped for a better scenario. The best revenge of all had fallen right into his hands, and he hadn’t lifted a finger.
    After the couple had gone, the vampire freed his rampant erection. Gripped it in a tight fist and stroked himself quickly to orgasm, his seed pumping onto the grass. It was a cold, lonely release.
    And the blame rested on the commander and his wolves. On Tarron and his men as well.
    He’d pay them back for destroying what was his. Very soon.
    As he tucked himself back in and zipped his pants, he heard a noise coming from the trail. Seeing that it was Jinn, he stepped from his hiding place.
    â€œI’ve been looking for you,” Jinn said, eyeing him. “I saw Westfall walking back inside, but he didn’t see me. Did you learn anything?”
    â€œOh, yes, I did.”
    Quickly, he outlined what he’d seen and heard—especially the enlightening chat between the lovers at the end. Then he instructed Jinn on what course of action they would take next.
    â€œI know I can trust you to carry out my wishes,” he said gravely.
    Jinn nodded. “To the letter, Master. I won’t fail you.”
    â€œSee that you don’t. And keep your involvement a secret, for now. No need to tip our hand too soon.”
    â€œAs you wish.”
    â€œLet us rejoin the gathering. Separately, of course.”
    â€œYes, of course.”
    Resisting the urge to shake his head, the vampire left the Sorcerer standing in the path and made his way back to the stronghold. He could practically feel Jinn’s eyes burning a hole in his back, his devotion palpable. Yes, that was what love did.
    It left you alone, and miserable.
    With any luck, for Jinn that message would hit home far too late. After he’d served his purpose.
    Nobody noticed when he slipped back into theparty. Nobody particularly cared about his presence. But that would change, and they would all wish they’d paid more attention.
    Especially when he and his men laughed at their screams and bathed in their blood.
    *   *   *
    Carter trailed a finger through the red liquid on Nick’s bloody back and brought it to his lips. Tasted. Nick fought to remain conscious. Knew he’d have to fight to survive what was still to come.
    â€œDelicious blood. Born shifters taste so exquisite, not even the finest red wine can compare to the full-bodied richness.”
    â€œGet off me, you freak,” Nick hissed, yanking against his bonds.
    â€œDon’t be so dramatic. After all, you’re going to love the next part.”
    â€œWhat are you talking about?”
    â€œRemember what I said before? Your mate loved what I did to her. . . .” Darrow moved close, into his captive’s back. Ran a palm down his shoulder and side, rested his chin at the crook of his prey’s neck as a lover might do.
    â€œNo,” Nick whispered. “Don’t.”
    â€œOh, yes. I’m going to feed from you, wolf. And you’re going to love every moment of