King Tomb (Forever Evermore, #3)

There was a Vampire woman lying on his bed. From my lowered position all I could see was her lily white thigh wrapped around Ezra’s waist where he was lying over her, the champagne silk of her negligee riding up almost to her hip. Her hand was running down his side, starting to burrow between their bodies and obviously heading for his crotch, while her curly red and black hair was thrown back on his pillow. Her mouth opened on a sigh with his face at her neck, even as he grabbed her hands and held them next to her head in obvious dominance.

An odd sound came from deep inside my chest, and belatedly I realized it was sorrow taking voice, my chest oddly constricting in an agonizing hurt, which I couldn’t believe I was feeling for a man I didn’t truly know, my husband.

And two things happened at once.

Apparently, Ezra must have heard me, his eyes flashing open in my direction and instantly glowing green. Right when my wolf overrode any humanity I had, comprehending possessiveness on a completely different level.

Mine.

Kill.

My bag was instantly dropped, and I lunged at the bed, teeth bared, aiming directly where my husband’s mouth laid on the woman’s throat, needing to make her bleed for trying to steal what was mine, make her dead.

Mine.

Kill.

Flying through the air, almost at my destination, I yelped, my attention swinging from my target’s throat as my husband blurred, growling, and caught me by the throat, his fangs bared. A cry echoed through the air, my soulful howl of distress and discomfort, as he hurled me violently onto the ground next to the bed, my head falling back and smashing viciously onto the rug, which wasn’t so soft with the velocity of his pitch…and I couldn’t see anything but darkness as I slipped into unconsciousness.





Chapter Ten


“Goddammit, I told you I didn’t know it was her!” Ezra shouted.

“How the fuck could you not know?” Antonio yelled harshly.

“I’ve never actually seen her this way!” Ezra expounded, sounding furious. “Hell, I didn’t even know it was her until I searched the bag she dropped and found her wedding ring. She said she was as small as a fox, but fuck,” it sounded like he was breathing heavily, “I thought she was exaggerating.” He cursed profusely. “All I knew was a fucking tiny red animal was coming directly at Lacy and me while I was feeding!”

I scented past the dissipating marijuana smoke…truth. He had been feeding, not kissing her.

While lying on a Lacy…on his bed…when she was dressed for sex.

Hmm…nope, knowing he had been feeding didn’t really help how pissed I was.

I twitched in extreme agitation, and I felt warm hands land on my head.

Elder Merrick’s voice interrupted whatever Antonio was starting to shout. “She’s coming around, so everyone shut the fuck up.”

The twitch didn’t help the pain in my head, which was killing me, and a tiny whine escaped before I could stop it. I felt another hand on me, which I could tell was Bindi’s from the scent, and I felt a Mage’s healing magic pulse around my head.

Elder Merrick hushed quietly, “Lily, you and I are definitely going to need to train together. My tail could easily snap you in two.”

I huffed softly, which was half a sigh as the throbbing pain lifted from my skull at Bindi’s work.

“She’s going to be all right?” Ezra asked in a deep rumble. “I didn’t hurt her too badly?”

Bindi muttered, “Not for lack of trying. Her skull’s fractured in two places.”

Elder Merrick’s wolf growled softly. “King Zeller, you’re fucking lucky you called when you did and all your words have been truthful, or you would have been dead already for hurting her.” A deep loud growl. “Again.”

“You can go fuck yourself,” Ezra rumbled. “I wouldn’t have hurt her either time if I had known it was her, and I’ve about had it with your pitiful threats.”

I blinked my eyes open when the Mage’s tingling magic disappeared, my head no longer pounding. I was staring up into irate golden eyes and furious navy eyes, Bindi and Elder Merrick on their knees next to Ezra’s black couch where I lay on my back. I wiggled, turning my head to give Bindi’s hand a good lick in thank you, making her scowl even further, even as she scratched behind my ear with her other hand. “I know. You’re welcome.”

I turned my attention to Elder Merrick and made a chomping motion at him.

His eyebrows rose. “Yes, you will be training with me,” his eyes flittered down my tiny furry body, “and Lord help us if I even step wrong.” He blinked, then he glanced up at Bindi. “You should probably be there during her training sessions just in case.”

I growled, nipped his hand, and quickly darted from his reach, sitting at the end of the couch, grinning at him, showing him my sharp pearly whites.

He chuckled quietly. “All right, so you’re quick.” He blinked, shaking his head as he evaluated me. “But you’re so—”

I growled, cutting him off, done with this conversation for now…and let my gaze travel the room. Antonio was behind the coffee table, standing with his hands on his hips, still wearing an expression of worry, so I huffed, letting him know I was all right. My gaze stalled on the bed, which was still messy from where Ezra and Lacy had been, and I felt my anger ratchet right back up. Lastly, I peered to the side where Ezra watched me with his arms crossed and a hand over his mouth, evaluating me from the tip of my ears to my tail, which was starting to swish back and forth in fury.