Broken Heart 09 Only Lycans Need Apply by Michele Bardsley Read Free Book Online

and I sat on my cot looking up at six people who should not have existed.
    “It’s weird, right?” said the brunette, who’d been introduced as Jessica. Frankly, Jessica was not a good vampire name. It made the whole undead thing highly suspect. The other vampires were Patrick, Lorcan, Eva, and then, of course, the two werewolves, Drake and Darrius, were also there.
    My gaze strayed (ha,
stray
) to Drake. Unfortunately, he had left our tent and returned fully dressed, in jeans, T-shirt, and snakeskin boots. His long hair was tied back into a ponytail. His hair was longer than mine. I couldn’t help myself. I felt drawn to him, magnetized almost. Was that a werewolf thing? Or was it because I had no dating life and it was finally catching up with me? Or had I finally flipped my lid and descended into a paranormal psychotic episode?
    “Those are vampires,” said Dove, waving her hand toward the four undead ones. Then she pointed at Drake and Darrius. “And those are werewolves,” she added helpfully. My impulse to pinch her was delayed by the dazed look on her face. She was trying to process the situation, same as I was, and I wasn’t sure who was doing the better job. Neither of us, it seemed.
    Dove leaned near my ear and said, “You’re not crazy. This is really happening.” She bumped my shoulder. “You might want look less freaked out.”
    “Hey, you’re just
meeting
us. The first time I met a vampire was after I woke up dead,” said Jessica. “Which isn’t as easy as you might think.”
    “I wouldn’t think it was easy at all,” said Dove.
    “Well, it’s not completely horrible,” said Jessica. “Just unnerving. Especially when the vampire’s naked and you’re facefirst between his thighs.” She flashed a grin at Patrick. “Well, anyway. You’re not dead. Bonus, right?”
    Wait. What? Talking to a vampire was making me feel twitchy, so I assessed the people standing around the cot. Patrick and Lorcan were twins. So were Drake and Darrius. It was like having double paranormal vision. Okay. Yeah. I was crazy. Certified and everything. And even I didn’t believe this shit.
    “The other intruders retreated after Drake killed the
droch fola
,” said Darrius.
    Yeah, I remembered the part where the vampire was beheaded and then turned to ash.
    “What’s the difference between that asshole and you guys?” Dove asked the vampires. “Other than the part where you haven’t tried to kill us?”
    Yet. They hadn’t tried to kill us yet.
    “
Droch fola
are vampires who no longer have their humanity,” said Patrick in his Irish brogue. “Soulless, if you will.”
    “Ah,” said Dove. “I don’t think that was in the book.”
    Patrick lifted a black eyebrow.
    “Don’t go there,” I advised him. I looked at Drake. And he was looking at me. Electric pulses zapped the pit of my stomach. I felt drawn to him, but though Darrius had the same appearance . . . no tummy wiggles occurred when I looked at him. They looked very much alike, too.
    “What about the rest of my team?” I asked him. My voice turned hoarse halfway through the sentence, and I cleared my throat.
    “We saw his penis,” said Dove. “She’s still in awe.”
    Jessica burst out laughing.
    Drake offered Dove a wicked grin. “And you are not?”
    “Since I’ve only seen one werewolf penis, it’s difficult to say,” she said.
    “Oh, my God! Can we keep her? Please?” Jessica slapped the werewolf brothers on the shoulders. “Contest!”
    “Maybe later,” I said. As in, never. I didn’t think my brain could handle the image of two naked werewolves. Two naked twin werewolves. Wait. What I was thinking? “Never mind. Now’s good.”
    “You asked about your team,” said Eva hastily. She was also a brunette, and seemed a little more reserved than Jessica. “Everyone’s okay. And their memories have been adjusted.”
    “Adjusted?” I asked.
    “Glamoured. Well, damn. You’re going to glamour us,” said Dove. Her