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but I had to be realistic, especially since he wasn’t. I might not be a werewolf, but I could sense his growing desire and had to deal with my own lust and pent-up feelings toward him. The war raged within me each time we were near each other. It was growing harder to hold strong against all he promised.
    Blake grabbed the bandage supplies and extra paste off the couch where Dale had left them and walked to the front door. “I’m going to the pack house to speak with Morris about the Blood Rites Ball. I’ll try to set something up with Kieran. We should be involved, as long as you insist on attending.”
    I went over to the counter to pick up the white invitation with crimson writing on it. The ink’s resemblance to blood didn’t escape me. “Okay, but remember, Kieran won’t even tell me where the ball is to be held until one hour before it’s to start.”
    He laughed. “He probably won’t be telling my father anything specific, either. If he lets us know at all, it will be a shocker.”
    Blake left with a promise to check in later that evening before the store closed. I made him swear that he’d give me an update on what his plans were for tomorrow night. I had no doubt he was going to insist on being involved, whether the vampires liked it or not.

Chapter 3
    Cian leaned over the human woman as she struggled against the ropes binding her to the cold, cement floor in the basement of the compound. “Your blood smells delicious,” he said in a low growl. “Your fear seasons it perfectly to my tastes, my dear.”
    Kieran’s servant sniveled while making eye contact with him. Cian could see it in Kim’s eyes that she knew death was not far. Kieran and his people still argued that humans had rights, that they should be treated better than just being the blood sources they were. Kieran wanted his donors willing, but why? Vampires should not have to beg for their food; they should just take it! That is the way. Vampires are predators, superior beings to mere mortals.
    The Elders didn’t agree with Kieran, either. They, too, treated humans like cattle. They were just more discreet in their actions.
    Kieran’s servant cringed in fear when she heard him laugh. He couldn’t wait for the time to come when his dear brother found out the truth about the Elders. It made no sense why they kept him as coven leader. Cian felt that they should put him in charge of the Kenosha coven, and the Selected.
    The thought of once again walking in the sun, taking the werewolf pack unaware, now that was a future Cian couldn’t wait to see come to fruition.
    The woman cowered the closer his fangs got to the bare flesh of her neck, sending his salivary glands into overdrive. “If you don’t tell me what I want to know, you’ll die a long and painful death, down here where no one will ever know what happened to you. Now tell me, where is the Blood Rites Ball being held, and what type of security does my brother plan on having?”
    The servant gasped for air in between sobs. Humans. They were all alike. None of them could ever keep control of their emotions. They leaked fluid and snot all over their faces. They were disgusting. It didn’t make sense; their driveling didn’t serve a purpose. Everything Cian did furthered a purpose, mostly his.
    Kim looked at Cian with terror in her eyes as she struggled to breathe, exciting his bloodlust. “Kieran hasn’t told anyone where the ball is to be held, I swear it!” The spasms wracking her body would only accentuate the fear seasoning her blood. Yes, he would enjoy draining every drop from her.
    Tapping his finger on her wet forehead while thinking how to get the information he wanted, she continued to shake her head in denial. There had to be a way to show the Elders that Kieran was no longer fit to lead his coven, and he should no longer be in charge of the Selected.
    Kieran was too softhearted toward humans. It probably had something to do with Maria Sky, the previous Selected, but