Isadora (Masters Among Monsters Book 2) by Ella Frank Read Free Book Online Page A

he was inside his head. “You will take Alasdair and go to where you last saw this friend of yours.”
    Leo grimaced as he thought of Elias and what he’d seen of the mutilated vampire. If he was capable of that, what if he did something similar to Alasdair? He didn’t even want to think about it.  
    “Maybe I should go alone.”
    The vampire he’d heard referred to as Diomêdês was beside them in an instant. With his fangs bared and his eyes trained on Leo, he was scary as hell. His tall, towering frame was menacing, and the perpetual scowl on his features only solidified his terrifying demeanor. Not to mention all of that silvery hair.  
    “You will not go anywhere alone, human. It is because of you that Isadora is in this predicament in the first place.”
    The hostile glare directed at him was close to homicidal, and Vasilios wisely stepped between them.  
    “Come now, Diomêdês. Don’t be like that. I rather have a taste for this one.”
    “I can tell. His scent lingers all over you.”
    Vasilios licked his upper lip and gave a feral grin. Then he turned them and they walked across the room and out the door.  
    Leo looked over at Alasdair, who hadn’t taken his eyes off him, and as their gazes collided, all of the awe, lust, and overwhelming feelings he’d experienced from the first time they’d met came crashing back in.  
    The vampire who’d uprooted his life in the last couple of weeks slowly stalked towards him, and it was all Leo could do to not curl his fingers around the growing cock he was trying to cover. Alasdair was… Damn , he was fucking sexy.
    When he stopped in front of him, Alasdair lowered his eyes down his frame, taking in every naked inch—which was growing in number with the way his dick was stiffening. And then he brought his gaze back to his.
    “You have awoken with some new and rather unexpected talents, file mou .”
    “So, umm, that’s not normal? What I just did?”
    Alasdair examined him as though seeing him for the first time. “The ability to pry an Ancient’s fingers loose? No, Leonidas, that is not normal.”
    Leo couldn’t help the small grin that appeared as he asked, “Do you think it’s just a one-off thing? That it’ll go away? I mean, doesn’t that mean I’m stronger than…well, you?”
    Naked save for a sheet, Alasdair still managed to appear full of confidence as he raised an eyebrow. “That’s an interesting question now, isn’t it?” he mused, and then his arm came out and his fingers fastened around Leo’s throat. He pinned him up against the wall as he had several times before.  
    When a smug expression began to spread across his lips, Leo curled his fingers around Alasdair’s wrist and yanked it off. He then swung his arm out and around and reversed their positions so that he had Alasdair against the solid surface with a hand at his throat.
    The two of them stared at one another, stunned. Then, just as Leo was about to speak, one of Alasdair’s hands came up and tugged his away. He brought it up behind Leo’s back, and when their bodies brushed, Leo chewed his lower lip.  
    “Wow.”
    “Hmm,” was the only sound that emerged from Alasdair, giving nothing away.  
    When he released him, Leo took a step back and blurted out, “Were you worried?”  
    Alasdair’s eyes zeroed in on him.  
    “About me, I mean? Were you worried that I would die?”  
    He wasn’t sure why he was asking or why he felt the need to know the answer. But once Alasdair had closed the distance between them, he waited with hope fluttering around in his stupid heart.  
    Yeah, sure. When it came to the hierarchy, Vasilios was definitely the one in charge. But Alasdair was the one who drew him in. He was the one who had made Leo say yes to the asinine idea in the first place. Getting to know this vampire had had him offering up his life. Well, that and his survival.
    “I—” Alasdair started, but he was interrupted by the devil himself as Vasilios walked