<b>Chapter </b><b>19 </b>
I offered my hand. She took it. Her fingers were ice cold.
And that’s when Lyssira growled.
“Vampire. CLOSE.”
1 froze. Turned my head toward the cracked window.
The wind had gone still.
Every instinct in me red, primal and vicious.
“Daxon,” I whispered through our new bond. “We’ve gotpany. Vampire. Close. Bathroom wing.”
I’ming. Don’t move.”
Toote.
A cold breath danced across the back of my neck. The freshman girl whimpered.
I spun just as the thing stepped from the shadows, tall, pale, eyes like pools of oil, lips curled back to reveal dripping fangs.
“Well, it purred, voice like poison silk, “what a delicious surprise.”
“Oh fuck off, Drac,” I snarled, stepping in front of the girl.
Lyssira surged, silver power crackling in my veins, my hands glowing as my nails began to shift into ws.
“You’ve no idea who you’re fucking with,” I said.
The vampire lunged.
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And I met it.
Fist to jaw. Bone cracked under my knuckles. Lyssira howled in my mind and I let go, part shift mming into ce as I mmed the creature into the sink with a snart. Porcin shattered. The vampire shrieked.
Then Daxon exploded through the door.
Talon was feral, his growl rattling the tiles as Daxon’s ws tore through the vampire’s side, It tried to escape, but Jace and Rylen were right behind him, nking it and mming it back into the wall.
“We got her!‘ Rylen shouted, grabbing the girl and hauling her out.
Daxon pinned the vampire down, his eyes fully silver, teeth bared. “You picked the wrong school, leech.”
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<b>“</b>Send him back in a box, I spat.
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The vampire’s scream was cut short as Daxon’s ws ripped through his throat, spraying dark, foul smelling blood <b>across </b>the <b>tiles</b><b>, </b><b>as </b><b>the </b>vampires head rolled.
And just like that, it was over.
I was shaking.
Daxon reached for me. I fell into him, both of us panting, bloodied, and buzzing with adrenaline.
“Are you okay?” he murmured.
“I am now,” I whispered. “But that was <b>just </b>the beginning, wasn’t it?”
He looked down at me<b>, </b>grim. “Yeah. But I’m here. Always<b>.</b>”
<b>Elowen </b><b>POV </b>
The air turned cold.
Too cold.
Not “fall breeze” cold, but graveyard breath, sunless crypt, something wicked this wayes kind of cold.
We were barely halfway to the bunker when four figures stepped from the shadows at once. Long coats. Pale skin. ck fucking eyes. Noble vampires.
Daxon skidded to a stop in front of me, chest heaving, body already shifting slightly<b>, </b>ws extending from his fingertips. Talon was <b>snarling </b>in his mind.
Taya gasped behind me. <b>Jace </b>and Rylen nked us without needing amand.
The tallest vampire stepped forward, his voicezy andced with arrogance.
“Wee on behalf of The Aegis Protocol.”
I felt my stomach drop.
“The hybrid is to be executed,” he said smoothly. “By order of..”
‘Over my dead body.”
<b>Daxon’s </b><b>voice </b><b>was </b>a thunderp, sharp and final. His power surged outward in a dominant wave, and even the vampires <b>took </b>a <b>slight </b><b>step </b>
<b>back</b>.
Then the strange part happened.
The <b>one </b><b>on </b><b>the </b><b>left</b><b>, </b>slender<b>, </b><b>dark </b>haired, <b>eyes </b>like void, tilted <b>his </b>head. <b>He </b>inhaled <b>sharply</b>, as if <b>catching </b><b>a </b><b>scent </b><b>on </b><b>the </b><b>wind</b><b>. </b>His
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expression faltered.
He sniffed again.
Brows furrowed.
Then his eyes locked onto mine.
And something…shifted.
The tension. The air. The bond.
His lips parted. His eyes widened like he’d <b>just </b>been punched in the soul.
“No,” he whispered, stepping forward.
The others hissed and began to move…
And that’s when the dark haired one snapped.
With a vicious snarl, he lunged, not at me, but at his own kind.
“MINE!”
The deration echoed through the clearing like a war cry.
He shoved the nearest vampire away from me, ws out, fangs bared. The noble bastard looked utterly feral now, standing between me <b>and </b>death like some deranged, undead guardian.
Daxon roared in disbelief. “The fuck!? a gods damned vampire?!”
My knees nearly buckled.
Mate.
Oh, goddess. Not a wolf. Not a bear. Not a fae. A fucking vampire.
Lyssira was panting in my head, stunned. “This can’t be real. This can’t!”
I blinked at the vampire, my mouth bone dry, my heart thundering.
His chest heaved. “I don’t know how, but I can’t hurt you. I won’t let them hurt you.”
Daxon snarled. “You touch her, I’ll rip your fucking throat out.”
The vampire slowly turned his head toward Daxon<b>, </b><b>eyes </b>still glowing…but he didn’t attack.
“She’s mine too, dog,” he growled. <b>“</b><b>Get </b>in line.”
Oh.
Fucking.
Hell.
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Hunted Hybrid – Aegis War Saga 1
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