Eternal Demon: Mark of the Vampire

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Authors: Laura Wright
it was a strip of fabric. He bent down, reached for it, but the dog snatched it back up and stood a foot away, his eyes wary.
    Erion glared at the mongrel. “Come.”
    The animal growled again, then started to back away.
    “Now, Beast,” he ordered in his darkest, deepest voice. “Come to me.”
    The canine’s eyes flashed before he bent his head and dropped the fabric into a growing puddle.
    Erion watched the white strip disappear into the murky depths.
Impossible,
he mused. And yet . . . He glanced up, locked eyes with the dog. “You know where she is?”
    The dog cocked his head to one side and yipped, then turned around and ran.
    •   •   •
    “It’s like a bloody church service in here,” Synjon said as he followed Lucian through the quiet, dimly lit house. “Where is everyone?”
    “We’ve had a bit of bad luck recently.”
    Synjon grunted. “Welcome to the club.”
    “Where have you really been, Brit Boy?”
    “Trying to off myself.”
    Lucian glanced over his shoulder, one pale eyebrow lifted sardonically. “Didn’t take?”
    “Sure it did. I’m a hologram.”
    Lucian chuckled and led Synjon into the library. “Well, you still have some fight left in you. That’s good.”
    “Just enough for one kill.”
If I can just get to him.
    Lucian dropped into a leather armchair and gestured for Syn to take the one opposite. But he didn’t want to sit, couldn’t sit. He had too much pent-up energy inside him. His hands clenched and unclenched, hungry for a weapon, and his mind urged him to plan, plot . . .
    “I think I know the target,” Lucian said with a grunt of satisfaction. “Mastermind, master manipulator, master fucking murderer. Cruen?”
    Just the ruddy bastard’s name set Syn’s fangs on edge. “An easy guess, mate.”
    He paced back and forth in front of Lucian, his adrenaline at a fever pitch. Just like it had been for the past seven months. Ever since he’d left the South American rain forest, given Juliet’s body over to the sun, then allowed himself to grieve in the arms of the
veana
who had saved his life when he’d wanted to end it and follow Juliet.
    The
veana
who had left him while he slept.
    Petra.
    Crickey, just bringing her name to the surface of his mind made the guilt pulse inside him. Juliet’s murderer was still out there, breathing . . . his only thought should be on how best to take that breath away.
    “I’ve been in South America,” Syn offered as he moved from one side of the room to the other. “I buried the one he killed.”
    “Juliet,” Lucian said softly.
    Pausing for a moment near the armchair, Synjon nodded. “Now it’s Cruen’s turn to be laid out in the sun. But I’m having a hard time getting to him.”
    Lucian nodded. “As are we.”
    “Is it revenge you seek for your imprisonment? Your Breeding Male status?”
    “It is for the abduction of Ladd, the young
balas
.”
    Syn stopped pacing, his brows knit together in a frown. “He took a
balas
?”
    “He would take, torture, or kill anything to further his cause,” Lucian said, menace flashing in his almond gaze.
    Cruen was truly a bug that needed to be crushed. “We will find him, Frosty. If we work together.”
    Lucian’s mouth spread in a wicked grin. “I like when we’re on the same side.”
    “Enjoy it. Who knows how long it’s going to last?”
    “You going to crash here? You’re welcome.”
    Syn grunted, moved away from the Roman brother and toward the picture window. “I won’t be sleeping, but yeah, I’ll be here for a while. Until the deed is done and the blood is spilled.”
    “You going to be all right around my
veana
?”
    Synjon turned to look at the
paven
, his head cocked to one side. “Maybe the question should be, Are
you
going to be all right with me around your
veana
?”
    “I’m no charitable bastard, London, but you look like you could use all the friends you can get.”
    “I don’t need friends,” Synjon said, returning to the picture

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