battered appearance would be better.”
“Nahh, he said ten minutes max,” I sighed. “I doubt it will take that long. Add into it that he’s angry, well I’m better off not moving. It would infuriate him more if I tried to hide it.”
“Okay, sweetie. I’ll go out front and keep an eye out for him. Will he be in uniform?”
“No, he’s a detective but you can’t miss him. He’s black Irish, about six foot three and built along the lines of a rugby player.”
“Oh my, is he single?” Rosie snickered.
Reluctantly I laughed. “Umm…last I checked. But he’s a serial dater. The longest I’ve seen him with the same girl is a month.”
“Oh, sweetie, I don’t wanna take him home to me mum. He would be too young for me anyways. But I sure can cougar all over him.” With that, she flounced out of the room.
I started to shake my head at her but the pain behind my eyes was increasing. Gingerly, I laid my head down on top of my folded arms to wait. I didn't know if I should laugh or be horrified at the vision of Rosie going all cougar on my big brother.
Chapter Four
Kale…
After slamming the vampire in to the wall of the alley, I wedged my arm up under his throat. “Why shouldn’t I end you right now, bloodsucker? It would be so easy to rip out your black heart. My wolf is howling for your blood.”
A strangled laugh gurgled from the vampire as he shoved against my arm.
“Temper, temper, dog, your breeding is showing. What’s wrong, spot, didn’t you approve of my meal choice?”
“Shut up and answer the question. Who is she?” I snapped.
The vamp managed to smile through the blood that leaked from his mouth. His tongue slipped out and licked his bottom lip. Red eyes lit up and he moaned in pleasure. The sick fuck.
“Why, did you fancy the little birdy? She smelled so sweet and delicious. That’s it, isn’t it,” he chuckled. “She’s like a hot little bitch in heat to you. I knew I wouldn’t be the only one who sensed it. What do you say, puppy, want to help me track the morsel down and have some fun? I’m happy with sloppy sec—” the vampire choked as I lost the little control I had over my wolf.
“Mine!” the thought of this bloodsucker touching her was more than I could stomach. Razor sharp claws broke free from my fingers. They pushed through the nail beds and curved into black blades. My mouth filled with the sharp fangs of my wolf, distorting my human face. I had one purpose right now. To make sure the undead bastard in front of me never had a chance to go near her again. Faster than the vamp could blink, I had punched my fist through his chest cavity, wrapping my hand around his slow beating heart. My grip tightened and I felt him gasp while I ripped the slickly wet organ out of his body. A sneer crossed my face when I tossed it down on the filth-covered ground in disgust. I leaned forward, growling in his astonished face.
“She’s my female— My mate .”
His eyes widened in fear as he recognized the fatal mistake he had made with the wolf in me, but it was too late. My beast growled softly in his ear, 'All will die who mean her harm.' I tore out his throat with my wolf’s fangs before reaching up and grabbing both sides of his head and tearing it from his body. The sound of ripping flesh and muscle, of snapping bones and vertebrae, was loud in the night air.
The corpse fell to the ground and began to flake away before I threw the head on top of its decomposing body. I stood there and watched. The wolf and I both content with our work. We had protected our mate from the immediate threat. My wolf settled back down deep inside of me, content to watch until required. Once my face and body was back in human form I took off my jacket and shirt. I used the top to clean my face and hands. The ruined t-shirt I balled up and tossed into a nearby skip.
Damn it, I liked that shirt . Fucking vamps, do you have any idea how hard it is to find a Smashing Pumpkins