they wanted to keep me to themselves instead of passing me along. I was…changed then, and they enjoyed it more. I was made into something that shouldn’t exist because I fought to escape. I fought to keep myself alive and now I make them wish they killed me.
Elijah was surprised she’d opened up to him so fast. Maybe it was the anger—he could feel it around her as she quivered. You’re a half-breed?
Yes.
Elijah was silent for a while, surprised to find someone else just like him. Not all vampires are like that. I actually hunt my own kind down for the very thing you just described to me.
You’re a wolf. You can’t hunt your own kind down. Even if you were to be banished, there’s still an oath you can’t break.
That is why I haven’t killed the man who bit and changed me.
Wait. You’re a vampire? But you’re a wolf.
Something which shouldn’t exist, right? Elijah shook before changing back into his human form. He hated staying in his wolf form. Not when it wasn’t who he was. “You blew up the mansion my men were in. Were you aware that you could have killed innocent women in the process?”
Keta lowered her head to her legs before she shook, changing back into her human form and hiding her naked body with her long legs. She spoke with her hands quickly. There were others there?
Elijah was thankful his mother had taught him sign language. “We think there might have been, but any woman in the hands of the rogue only ever wishes for one thing. You did them a favour, they are at peace now.”
That changes nothing. I swore to myself that I would help others who have been where I have. Who are experiencing what I have.
“Listen to me.” Elijah ran his hands through her thick soft hair. “You did them a favour. Trust me. I know you’ve been in the same situation, but I’ve seen many women kill themselves for fear of being used again, because of the nightmares. We do everything we can, but we can’t truly heal the scars they bear.” Elijah shook his head, still hearing their screams of pain when they slept, seeing the fear within them and he was unable to do a thing about it.
You look after the broken?
Elijah kept his eyes locked with hers, but didn’t answer. How could he tell a woman who killed his own kind that he took in the women and tried to heal them, only to fail? Just like he was likely going to fail Rio’s command when it came to bringing Katrina back him.
There would be serious consequences for that one.
Elijah shifted into a wolf, barely containing his anger. He waited for Keta to change before speaking. You need to stop killing my kind, especially those who are innocent.
Your kind hurt me and made me into the creature I am now! I can’t hunt the werewolves for what they did.
And I am both vampire and werewolf—torn between helping my own kind and keeping the other half safe from harm also. I am sworn to eternity of doing the dirty work of the werewolf who bit me. Life is never fair, Keta, but you have to deal with it anyway you can. And killing all vampires is not the answer, nor will it help you chase away those nightmares.
Who bit you?
Rio. He’s the alpha male and pack leader of one of a large pack.
Rio? Though her expression didn’t give anything away, the quickness of her heartbeat and breathing did.
You know him?
I…I do.
Was he the one that changed you?
Keta shook her head and lowered her head again. He’s the one who sold me off.
Chapter Three
“Elijah!”
Elijah didn’t take his eyes off the wolf as he changed back into his human form. Rio sold her off? Why? Rio hated vampires, why would he sell them off to his own kind?
“Elijah!”
Keta lowered her body and bared her teeth, staring in the direction the voice came from.
Elijah ran his hands through her fur as he turned his attention to where Keta had. Blake and his men were waiting for him, and close by. If they caught sight of Keta, they’d kill her.
He put his lips to her ear,