Bane of Tenebris (Wolfgods Book 2) by Blaise Ramsay (spicy books to read .txt) 📗

deliver a message, not so you can hang around with an old flame or shop for your next sex toy.”

Emeline’s eyes glowed a rage-filled red. She whipped her head around, glaring at her brother.

The younger vampire shrugged, averting his eyes to Gabriel. “Still hanging out with your boyfriend, Locke?”

Gabriel bowed up his shoulders, his fangs elongated. “Fang off, you bloodsucking bastard. I still owe you for Tulsa.”

Kain stepped in front of Gabriel, glaring at him. The gesture enough to silence the lycan alpha.

Jared mocked Gabriel, earning him his own glare from Kain. “Keep your fangs behind your lips. I will tolerate no further disrespect. For the last time, what do you want?”

Kain knew the tactic the vampires used well. They claim neutrality, rile up their opponents and then attempt to strike them down.

Emeline held up her hands. “We haven’t come to fight. You have something we want, Alexander. Anthony wants you to hand it over or we keep killing the worthless dogs of Great Falls. Should you still refuse, we come after you and all you love.”

Kain didn’t know what he could possess that would mean anything to a vampire of Anthony’s status. Following the unfortunate and unwanted meeting, he’d go back to the cabin and find out.

With what appeared to be partially saddened eyes, Emeline blew a kiss to Kain, got into the driver’s side of the car and closed the door. Jared flipped Gabriel off and got into the passenger’s side.

Jill, Scott and Gabriel went inside after the vampires left.

Damien remained with Kain.

Kain leaned against the railing of the porch. He glanced at Damien exhaling through his nose and preparing himself for the question he saw in Damien’s eyes. “Alright, Damien, what’s on your mind?”

Damien scratched the back of his head. He glanced around, eventually staring at Kain. “Emeline acted like she knew you. What’s the story between you and the vampire bitch?”

“It was a lifetime ago. Let us say I did all I could to rebel against my father. I would rather not talk about it,” Kain replied with a regretful sigh.

Kain knew Damien would quiz the Sun’s hell out of him if given the chance, so he didn’t offer one. He requested to be left alone, waiting for Lune to return.

At moonrise, Lune appeared from around the house. He shifted back and climbed over the railing. Kain handed him a spare set of clothes.

“Forgive me, Master, but I can’t get involved with this fight,” Lune said. He dropped his saddened eyes to the ground.

Kain put his hand on Lune’s shoulder, his reply understanding. “There is nothing to forgive. I remember what happened to you. You shouldn’t feel obligated to call me ‘Master’.”

Lune didn’t say anything.

Kain remembered when he first met Lune. The lycan was so scared and injured, he tried to fight Kain despite his weakness. Had Kain not been in the area, Lune could’ve died. “I have to go, my friend. Tomorrow evening, I leave for the cabin. Hopefully, I can find some information on what the vampires want.”

Lune nodded. “I’ll give Cade a howling call to see if he’d be willing to offer aid.”

Kain thanked Lune, chuckling to himself at the thought of the “Silent Soldier” back in the battlefield.

Chapter Seven

Kain had begun preparing dinner after being chosen to take Jill’s place. Apparently, the pack grew tired of Jill’s constantly burnt meals, and when Damien got Kain alone, he begged the older lycan, asking him to keep the secret between them. It made him laugh as he cut the carrots in preparation for the scratch beef stew.

Tala still hadn’t come down from her room. It began to worry Kain that she might not recover from the trauma she suffered for days, if not weeks or months.

The smell of bubbling stew brought about a sense of satisfaction for Kain. He hadn’t been able to cook for anyone but himself for so long. In the days of Solstice, Gabriel’s gym, Kain prepared breakfast for whomever decided to stay.

Kain’s ears perked when the creaking of the wood floors announced the new arrival. He glanced over his shoulder in time to feel Tala’s hand grip his shirt, her forehead placed against the middle of his back. Her presence comforting.

Kain stopped what he was doing so he wouldn’t burn himself to allow Tala to nuzzle against him. “I’m relieved to see you finally out of your room.”

Small whimpers escaped Tala. “I feel so alone. If only I’d remembered sooner.”

The small woman’s cries brought about a great anger in Kain. He turned to take her in an embrace, leaning against the cabinet for support and pulled Tala into his body.

Tears soaked the fabric of his shirt. He bent to lay his cheek against her hair, his arms cradling her against him.

“You are not alone, sweetheart,” Kain murmured. “I will take care of you, protect you as long as I live.”

Tala brought her arms up around Kain’s waist. Her love for him made her chest feel light despite the ache in her heart. She raised her head, her bedroom eyes pleading for him to kiss her.

Their lips met in a deep kiss. Kain’s hands splayed over the cheeks of her butt, exerting just enough force to push her into his body.

When they separated, Tala raised her hand to rub Kain’s face. Burying his cheek in her hand tested his control, his chest heaving from wanting more.

“When you come back, would you go on a hunt with me?” Tala asked in a dreamy, almost longing voice.

Kain kissed her wrist. “I would love to. I have not been able to see you change yet.”

Damien arrived in the kitchen. “We’re ready to leave when you are.” He took a quick sniff. “Damn, can’t wait to have some delicious food.”

A growl could be heard from the living room.

To avoid embarrassing Damien, Tala and Kain held back a laugh.

“Uh, right,” Damien continued, swallowing hard. “So, whenever you’re willing and ready to go, Kain.”

Kain offered a nod and requested a