Full Blooded, Jessica's mate Rourke, was kidnapped by Selene, a goddess. In this book, Jessica is on a mission to get him back. She made a deal with the Vampire Queen so she has help from 2 vampires. Her father is allowing 2 of the wolves to help. Her nemesis from her life before she became a Lycan, Ray, a human cop is also coming because he has seen too much about the wolves and will not agree to become an Essential to the pack. They locate where Selene is keeping Rourke with the vampires help. The group has to fight off a bunch of "others" before they get to the hideout. This is an exciting adventure!
The knife pressed against my neck was pissing me off. “You’re kidding
me, right?” I couldn’t see what was behind me, but it smelled faintly
of eggs. Half a beat later its Otherness began to creep along my skin
like an unwanted caress. My fingers curled around the door handle of my
I didn’t have time for this.
It hissed a few inches from my ear. “Shut up, bitch. You’re going to pay for what you did—”
I brought my elbow up hard, faster than any human could follow, and
cracked my attacker neatly in the face as I spun around. Without
hesitation, I grabbed him by the neck and slammed him onto the hood of
the car next to me. Crap, that was going to leave a dent. I glanced
around. Luckily there were no bystanders nearby. “What’s your problem?” I
snarled. “Doesn’t look like you want a piece of me now.”
The rheumy eyes of a stunned imp stared back at me, blinking once. An
imp, by definition, was half human, half demon—and this one was heavy
on the human, which was why he hadn’t triggered any of my new senses. A
supe this weak had to be in close proximity to give off any Otherness.
He wasn’t a danger to me—more like a pesky mosquito—and to my credit he
stank like a dirty bum more than any kind of demon. I examined him, not
surprised to find he resembled the imp I’d killed last week. But this
one was a lot weaker than Drake, so maybe a dis- tant relation gunning
Demons got off on revenge.
“So it’s…” he gasped through a very diminished airway, “…true…”
“What’s true?” I relaxed my grip on his neck so he could answer. When
he failed to do so, I hauled him up by the shirt, turned him around,
and pushed him against the side of my car. “I’m running a little short
on time. Care to expound further?” I shook him for emphasis, letting him
know there was really no other choice.
A glint of surprise along with a creepy smile full of stained,
slightly pointy teeth slowly spread over his features. I jammed him back
against my car, locking my forearm across his neck again, hoping to
convince him to spit out an answer before things had to get any uglier.
“Look,” I said when he remained silent. “I’ve had a rough few days and
I’m in no mood to be attacked by yet another supe. This is not going to
end well for you if you don’t answer my question, so I’ll ask it again.
What’s true?” His greasy brown hair swung limply over his shoulders as I
jostled him into a better position. What was it with imps? Not
showering must be a union order.
“I didn’t know you were her,” he finally spat, his metallic
breath pinging my nose like a tarnished penny. I eased my arm off his
jugular. “I came to avenge my cousin. But I can smell you now. I know
who you are. There have been rumors, but you won’t be able to hide from
us. We will find you.”
Find me? My wolf shot to the surface, sensing the real threat behind
his words. I wasn’t hiding from anyone, especially not the imps. My
secret had come out, and for all I knew the entire planet was well aware
I’d become the only female werewolf on earth. It wasn’t ideal, but
nobody had asked me.
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