Silent Bite-A Scanguards Wedding (1001 Dark Nights) by Tina Folsom Read Free Book Online Page A

shrugged. “So? Come on. It’s just a few drops. I brought a little vial. You won’t even feel it. It’s just a pinprick. And it’s all for the greater good. If I can’t turn those pigs back into dogs, they’ll eventually turn into bacon and sausage.”
    Oliver rolled his eyes. “Which I believe are the nicknames Blake gave them.”
    He knew Wes all too well. He would nag and be a total pest until he’d gotten what he wanted. It was better to get it over with. Besides, Wes was right. Giving him a few drops of vampire blood wouldn’t hurt, nor would it be harmful to anybody. After all, vampire blood had great healing properties.
    “Fine. But you owe me one and don’t think I won’t collect! Only a few drops. And it’ll be the only time,” he conceded.
    Wesley beamed. “I swear!” He pulled a small glass vial just big enough for one fluid ounce from his pocket. “Here, just half-full is fine.”
    Still shaking his head, Oliver elongated his fangs, bringing them to full length. Instantly, he felt power surge through him, a result of his vampire side emerging. The lingering scent of Ursula drifted to his nostrils and cocooned him. If she were in the kitchen now, while his fangs were extended, he didn’t think he could resist biting her. The bottled blood he’d consumed at Samson’s had nourished him yet not truly satisfied him. The only thing that could truly satisfy his hunger was Ursula’s blood and her body writhing beneath his.
    “Uh, Oliver,” Wesley prompted him, pulling him from his thoughts.
    Swiftly he brought his thumb to his lips and pricked it with one of his fangs. He held the vial under his bleeding digit and let it drip into it, watching as the level quickly rose to midway.
    “Oh, Oliver, you’re here.”
    Oliver’s head snapped to the door leading into the hallway. Ursula’s father stood there, looking somewhat pale.
    When their gazes met, Yao Bang’s eyes widened in shock and disbelief. “Oh, no!” he pressed out. “That can’t be!”
    Oliver’s forehead furrowed, while Wesley ground out low under his breath, “Your fangs!”
    “Shit!” Oliver cursed, but it was too late.
    He hadn’t retracted his fangs, and his future father-in-law had seen them. He made a move toward him and noticed him shrink back toward the door. At the same time, Wesley snatched the open vial that Oliver still held in his hand.
    Oliver tossed Wes an angry glare. Because of him, he’d exposed himself.
    Wesley shrugged. “Wipe his memory then.”
    Yao Bang’s mouth opened for a scream, but Oliver was on him before it could leave his throat, clamping his hand over his mouth and preventing him from escaping by clutching him to his body. At the same time, he reached out his mind to the older man and sent his thoughts to him.
    You saw nothing. You came into the kitchen for a snack and saw me and Wesley making sandwiches. That’s all you saw. You never saw my fangs. You never saw any blood.
    Yao Bang’s eyes went blank, the fear in them wiped away. Relieved, Oliver released him and stepped back.
    “Oliver,” Yao Bang murmured, before he staggered a few steps forward, reaching out his arms to grasp for support.
    Oliver grabbed hold of him before he could fall, then felt him go slack in his arms. He was unconscious.
    “Crap!”
    “What did you do now?” Wesley asked.
    “I didn’t do anything!” Wiping somebody’s memory didn’t have that kind of effect on humans. Nobody had ever fainted after he’d wiped his memory. This was not right. Something had gone wrong. “Shit, shit, shit!” Ursula could never find out about this. “Call Maya! Now! Get her here as fast as she can. Tell her to take the side entrance so Ursula won’t see her when she comes back.”
    Wesley pulled out his cell phone and dialed.
    Oliver gently lowered his future father-in-law onto the ground and checked his vital signs, when his sensitive hearing picked up the opening of the front door. He inhaled sharply. Shit! Ursula and