Read Captiva Capitulation for Free Online Page B

dripped down. “Then you will forget everything for now .”
Joint Faction Facility, Marco Island FL
    "Atrocities have been committed against Gage MacGelton, Sayer MacGelton, Azure Malloy MacGelton, and, as a whole, the North American Werewolf Pack. All due to your criminal intent, Collin Fraser, by following your brother and his band of roving senseless vampires." Abruptly, Maestru lifted his eyes and delivered a look the grim reaper could never pull off it he tried his best. "Regrettably for you, rogue vampires are my pet peeve. In case you're wondering, Collin, it will take years before I finish making an example out of you."
    Maestru settled on the edge of a battered, aluminum table inside their joint faction facility on Marco Island, going over Collin’s endless paperwork piece by piece. With a cluck of his tongue, he continued, “Oh, I remember your brother, Tare, quite well. Caused all kinds of upheaval in Inverness and London, didn’t he? Over the years, personal dealings with him made me wise up, quickly, avoiding his inane games. Too bad you weren’t smart enough to do the same.”
    Rock Kiard’s eyes narrowed shrewdly, the Beast inside him pacing, calling out Maestru’s hypocrisy. Tare and Collin had attacked Gage’s mate with calculated intensity. Maestru had committed the same crime against Jayce and Bren, without so much violence. Difference was, he worked as the Coven Master and his reasons weren’t self-serving or motivated by vengeance. By his war-inducing actions, he freed many vampiresses and potential Brides from a horrendous, Habaline facility buried deep beneath Scotland’s soil.
    Tare’s crimes were quite personal and wholly vindictive.
    For the most part, Collin had played along.
    When Collin sensed Rock’s werewolf rising, he made a sorry attempt at misting away, which he couldn’t accomplish with Maestru’s invisible leash tethering him. Oycher gripped the troubled vampire with one hand and pulled a triple ball medieval flail out of his long coat with the other. He tossed it on the table, next to Maestru’s thigh, before reaching back and bringing out a Stavz. That particular weapon went straight over Collin’s heart.
    “Don’t tease me,” Oycher warned, his fangs scraping Collin’s ear. “I’m hungry .”
    “My apologies, Vojak,” was Collin’s shaky reply.
    Too bad, in their world, apologies meant next to nothing.
    “Gage MacGelton has no reason to turn you over to me. In fact, he has more reasons to send you back to your former Coven piece by piece over centuries.” He dropped Oycher’s report and slid his hand over the flail, caressing it with dark thoughts rolling through his mind. “You may speak now.”
    “Master, if it weren’t for my double-crossing Tare, Gage wouldn’t have saved his mate in the first place.”
    A harsh laugh left Rock’s lips. “That remains to be seen, vampire, you’ve proven no loyalty. Your panic over our Alpha’s rage incited you to deceive your brother, nothing more. Not that I blame you for your well placed fear but your timing was way off, Azure nearly died. ”
    “I spilled my blood to save her, betrayed my family.”
    “When one goes rogue , one betrays family,” Rock snapped, a peculiar growl leaving the back of his throat. “You did that long before you saved, as you vainly call your attempt at a last-minute reprieve, Azure.”
    “Let’s get to the blood, shall we?” Maestru interjected, his to do list was backing up before his eyes and the day had only begun. Glancing at his watch, he should have left Marco Island hours ago. “You are scentless, Collin.” A rarity found in certain Species vampires. Many were born with their own inherent tricks or wizardry, but a scentless creature remained a deadly one on all accounts. That is, if a Master couldn't control him. Maestru could.
    Easily.
    “Yes, my Master. I am.”
    “For that trait alone, you will live,” he explained with one qualification, “for a while.” Which