then.â
âThatâs right, amigo. Things changed when you betrayed me to the man who killed Esperanza.â Diego rose from the desk and came to stand nose to nose with him, his posture more challenging than it had been before. âYou do remember that you nearly cost us all our lives during that little escapade.â
Meeting Diegoâs gaze, he noted the telltale blossoming of neon green in his eyes that said the other vampire was battling to rein in his anger. Blake had no desire for Diego to lose that control. He was no match physically for Diegoâor even Ryder, for that matter. But that didnât mean he would give up so easily or tuck his tail in like a whipped dog.
Rising on tiptoe until he nearly bumped noses with Diego, he said, âI saved your life and the little chitâs.â
Turning to Ryder, he pointed to him and said, âAnd Iâve helped you and yours out of more than one scrape.â
Ryder surged from his seat, all earlier traces of friendliness gone, and came to stand beside Diego. âWhich makes you an Eagle Scout all of a sudden?â
âAll I want is a job.â
âAnd a chance to see Meghan every day,â Diego pressed.
True, not that he would admit it. âI wonât bother her.â
âWhy do I find that so hard to believe?â Ryder said, before plopping back down in his chair.
âMaybe because in the same circumstances, you wouldnât leave her alone, either,â Blake said, earning a chuckle from Ryder, who also acknowledged the statement with a nod. He pressed on, âLook, mates. Iâve had your backs and it seems to me you could use a few more friends to watch out for you, considering what happened the other night.â
With a surge of speed and power, Diego had him by the throat, his feet dangling off the ground. âWhat do you know about that?â
âJust what I saw from the alley afterward, but thereâs all kinds of rumors floating around about what happened to those two vamps,â he replied in a choked voice, all he could muster thanks to the force of Diegoâs grip on his throat.
Diego tossed him away and leaned on the edge of the desk.
Ryder faced him and in a calm voice asked, âWhat kinds of rumors?â
âSuicide pact. Murder. Humans wanting revenge. You name it.â With a nonchalant shrug, Blake continued. âSo what really happened?â
Diego and Ryder exchanged a look, as if considering whether or not to answer, but then Ryder admitted, âWe donât know.â
âYou donât know? Isnât your little FBI friendââ
âDianaâs out of this, Blake,â Ryder said, the tone of his voice growing harsh.
âLoverâs spat?â he tossed out without a thought, but was sorry he did so at Ryderâs reaction.
Ryder bowed his head and took a deep breath. His body grew frighteningly still the way the air turned dead before a storm. Diego reached out, laid a hand on Ryderâs shoulder and asked, âAmigo, are you okay?â
Ryder nodded and then faced Blake once again, his eyes glittering with the harsh bright color of the vampire. A low rumble filled Ryderâs voice and a hint of fang became visible as he spoke. âYou want us to think youâre honorable? That you understand friendship and respectââ
âIâm sorry, Ryder. I didnât mean anything about Diana.â
âWeâll give you a job, Blake.â Ryder rose slowly from the chair, his hands clenched at his sides. He stood before Blake, his troubled gaze boring into him and his face fully transformed to that of the vampire. Considering that Ryder kept the vampire in check more often than any of them, Blake knew it was not a good sign. Ryder made his demands. When he was finished he added, âAnd weâll expect you to respect us and do as youâre told. Understood?â
Blake hated the feeling of unworthiness that both