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EXTRACT: From RIDING TEMPEST
Sweat beading on her brow, she wiped her forehead and mentally double checked that the doors were locked and breathed a quick sigh of relief that yes, the doors weren’t opening unless she hit the switch to unlock them.
Something flew past her on the driver’s side, taking the dreaded creature with her.
Tempest looked in her rearview mirror and saw the creature and something else tumbling to the ground and rolling several feet behind her.
“What in the fuck?” Her gaze darted around and saw the bikers in front of her had sped off down the highway.
Slowing, she saw another motorcycle coming toward her in the passenger lane but no one manned it. “Double what the fuck?”
Loading a shell into the chamber, Tempest prepared to shoot the creature fighting to get inside before another motorcycle pulled up behind her and yes, her vampire senses did go off, loud.
“Damnit. I so don’t want to fight my own kind right now.”
Guiding the truck back into the proper lane, she waited for the creature to get the door open but when she blinked, he’d disappeared.
Then the biker, a full-blooded vampire, sped past her and waved.
She slowed, he didn’t appear to want to harm her but she couldn’t take any chances. The gun would blow a hole in his heart but if she shot him in the head, the chances of him surviving were slim to none.
Unless he was fucking ancient.
Remaining steady in front of her, he continued to wave her, lifting both arms in what appeared to be a surrender gesture.
Thinking back on her bounty for this job, Tempest did the smart thing and tapped the horn, waving back at the biker.
Slowing the truck took a moment, the weight of the thing going at seventy miles per hour meant it’d take a good mile to stop.
Heart still pounding, she finally brought the truck to a stop in front of the biker who had also stopped, and was now leaning on his bike.
The truck’s brakes hissed when she pulled the parking brake in place. Gun in hand, she waited a beat to catch her breath before exiting the truck.
The biker smelled of the undead. Yet, he looked cool and calm with his head bowed and that long, flowing hair hanging behind him. Looking up, he patted his helmet and set it on the seat beside him before raising his hands and taking one step toward her.
She lifted her gun. “Are you fucking crazy?”
“Hey, easy now. I’m here to help you.” He spun around slowly, lifting the back of his leather cut to reveal nothing hidden. She caught the patch on his cut and took another step back.
Adrenaline pumping through her made her pull the hammer on the pistol back, a gesture that only served to calm her nerves. A round was already loaded.
Those eyes, so beautiful, so bright in the darkness she swore they could be a beacon all their own, met hers. His full lips curled up in a smile and she caught the faintest hint of fang. Jeans and boots perfected the MC look. Pale skin reinforced her thoughts.
Damn but he was tall.
“You’re not going to feed on me tonight, vampire.”
“No.” He shook his head. “I merely wanted to get those wretched creatures away from you. Nasty fucking things, imps.”
Her breath hitched. “Those were imps?”
“Yeah. Little buggers travel the lands looking for unsuspecting victims to take back and devour. Guess they thought you were unsuspecting.”
“I could have handled them.”
‘You looked like you were doing really well.” He smiled and she swore she caught the glint of moonlight above gleaming off his fangs.
“Look, just be careful. Don’t need the Fae getting the wrong idea about anything.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Nothing. Just don’t need ideas floating around the Fae.”
“They wouldn’t.” She waved the gun in front of her. “I have plenty more after this runs out.”
“I don’t doubt you do. What’s your name?”
Giving her name to the Fae could be dangerous. Names were power in Faery. Avoiding that was how she’d managed to stay alive in worse predicaments. But vampires? They didn’t work on the same magical spectrum as the Fae. “You first.”
He shrugged, shoved his hands in his pockets. “Jonas.”
“Yeah. Kinda been dead too long to remember my surname.”
“Your turn.” He crossed his arms over his chest and her heart skipped a beat.
She blinked. Was he serious?
“Look. I appreciate the help, despite the fact that I had shit under control. But I’ve gotta get going.”
“You had them on the ropes for sure. If I hadn’t been impulsive,” he took a step back, stumbled and leaned into his bike, “leapt off my bike, shifted and dragged that one off your driver’s side door, you’d have what? Shot him? I knew you could take them. By the way, he’s not getting up again.”
“Been called worse by lesser. You going to tell me your name, darlin’?”
“Fuck.” She tapped her forehead with the barrel of the gun.
His head cocked to one side. “Odd name.”
“No, you ass. My name is Tempest.” She didn’t mean to blurt it out, but in the two minutes she’d known him, he’d already managed to reach down and rattle her emotions. Nothing did that.
Again, he shrugged, in that lazy, old vampire manner she’d heard of, before he picked up his helmet and slid it on. Adjusting the chinstrap, he straddled his bike and an impure thought settled in her mind and stirred her body.
She shook it off.
“Truck stop about an hour back. Might be a good idea to get in for the night. Things worse than vampires go bump more often than not in the darkness of the Fae Kingdom.”
“Suit yourself. Pleasure to meet you, Tempest. Be safe now.”
Before she could reply, he started his bike and steered it in the same direction she’d been heading, leaving her speechless.
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