Vampires Never Cry Wolf
Author: Sara Humphreys
Release Date: March 3, 2015
Publisher: Sourcebooks Casablanca
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Vampires are nothing but trouble…
As far as beautiful vampire Sadie Pemberton is concerned, werewolves shouldn’t be sticking their noses into New York’s supernatural politics. They don’t know jack about running a city—not even that hot-as-sin new vampire-werewolf liaison who’s just arrived in town.
Werewolves are too sexy for their own good…
The last thing Killian Bane wanted was to end up in New York City playing nice with vampires. Unfortunately, he’s on a mission, and when he encounters the sexiest, most stubborn female vamp he’s ever met, he’s going to have to turn on a little of that wolfish charm…and Sadie’s going to learn a thing or two about what it means to have a wild side…
The beat of the music in the nightclub thrummed through Killian insistently but he barely felt it anymore. All he could think about was the sexy vampire with the long, dark hair, and when he closed his eyes, he could still feel her hand when it had settled so perfectly inside his. Beautiful, soft, and cool, she reminded him of a crisp December morning in Alaska. That was weird, wasn’t it? A werewolf prince should not be so insanely attracted to a vampire—and yet he was.
What was it about Sadie that had him twisted up in knots? It was ridiculous to come to this nightclub night after night and drool over a woman who could never be his. And yet here he was, in a perpetually horny state, fantasizing about a vampire who, by all accounts, thought he was a dick.
He was so screwed. Royally fucking screwed.
“Can we get out of here?” Ivan asked abruptly. Leaning back against the red leather booth, his bodyguard made a face that expressed his displeasure. “The place is closing anyway. Most of the humans have already left.”
Killian was about to respond when the sweet familiar scent of mint captured his attention.
“Time to settle up, gentlemen.” Sadie’s dark eyes drifted over the three of them but she artfully avoided his gaze. Sliding the leather billfold on the table, she pushed it toward Killian.
He went to grab the billfold and his fingers brushed hers in one brief electric pass. Her dark eyes widened when her fingers clashed with his, confirming his suspicion that she’d felt it too. “Thank you.”
“Of course.” Dragging her gaze from his, Sadie straightened her back and smoothed the lapel of her blazer in a soothing gesture. Perhaps he wasn’t the only one who felt a dangerous attraction. “If you’ll excuse me, I have business to tend to. Trixie will close out your tab.”
Sadie glanced at him briefly before making a hasty exit toward the hallway that led to the restrooms. As she disappeared around the corner, Killian took his credit card out of his wallet and handed it to Ivan with the bill.
“Take care of this at the bar with Trixie.” He slipped out of the booth and sent a glance at David. “I’ll meet you two at the car.”
“Your Highness.” Ivan got out of the booth and stepped in front of Killian, blocking his path. The man was a wall of muscle. “You shouldn’t go anywhere unattended.”
“Really?” Killian kept his voice low and arched one brow at his overprotective bodyguard. “I’ve been taking a piss by myself for a while now. I’m pretty sure I can handle it.”
Before Ivan could say another word, Killian stepped around him and followed Sadie’s scent. He knew that Ivan was less than thrilled about spending time at The Coven, and his distrust of vampires was common among their kind. But none of that mattered. All Killian could think about was finding out if his suspicions about Sadie were correct. Propriety, rules, and political correctness could be damned.
Moving down the dark corridor, he paused outside the ladies’ room and a growl rumbled in his chest as her distinctly sexy scent filled his head. Eyes closed, he tilted his nose and sucked in a deep breath. At that same moment, the door swung open and with the subtle shift of air came a pulse-pounding surge of Sadie’s perfume. He flicked his eyes open and found himself face-to-face with the source of his obsession.
“Wrong door, Your Highness.” The door shut silently behind her and she stood only a foot away from Killian, who was blocking her exit. Music from the now almost-empty club drifted over them but he barely noticed it. “The little boys’ room is behind you,” she said, pointing over his shoulder. “See? It’s got the nifty outline figure of the dude on the door.”
“I know,” Killian bit out. Curling his hands at his side, he remained stone-still with his eyes pinned to hers. “That’s not what I’m looking for.”
“Oh really?” Settling her hands on her hips, Sadie tilted her chin, and her lips curved as her dark gaze flicked over him from head to toe. “Then what are you looking for? A restraining order? Because that’s what you’re gonna get if you start staking out the women’s bathroom.”
“No.” Killian inched closer, intentionally invading her personal space. He studied her closely, wanting to see if he affected her even a fraction of the way she affected him. Sadie held her ground, but the slight widening of her eyes and subtle flare of her nostrils as he closed in spoke volumes. He sucked in a deep breath and picked up the unmistakable scent of desire. Oh yeah. He was definitely not alone. “I was looking for you.”
Sara Humphreys has been attracted to the fantasies of science fiction, paranormal, and romance since her adolescence when she had a mad crush on Captain Kirk. An actress and public speaker, Sara lives in Bronxville, New York with her husband, who is very considerate of her double life, and four amazing boys.
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