Conquer the Highland Beast: The Vampire Dylan Macgregor (Hearts of Darkness) Read Online Free Page B

interest, he had to insure Max could control his raging emotions or he’d give them all away. “Max? You okay?”
    “Yeah.” He brushed his hand across his mouth. “Sorry, I’ll work on it.” Still checking out the area, he began gathering evidence.
    Dylan wasn’t worried about the profiler picking up anything on him, and Garr was no problem. He was hard to read when he went into his shift. Wolf thoughts were images not words. To the inexperienced psychic, one who hadn’t worked with paranormal elements before, wolves’ thoughts were confusing. However, Dylan couldn’t risk the pretty Ms. Donovan reading Max.
    His arousal caused the superfluous excitement. Dylan could smell it wafting in the air around him. Even Ramon glanced at him with an eyebrow raised. Max’s galloping heartbeat would easily give him away if the agent was anywhere in his vicinity.
    “Max, a word of warning—when you are hidden and waiting for Garr, try to block your thoughts and calm yourself. Keep as mentally quiet as possible. This FBI psychic is extremely sensitive. She might pick up on your thoughts or, at the very least, you r energy. You’re shouting, again.”
    “Sorry. I understand.” Max took a few deep breaths and began the mental exercise Dylan taught him. His mind quieted. “I don’t get why I’m reacting this way.”
    “Your inner demon is reacting to the female. Be careful.”
    Max nodded, slowed down his heart rate, and cloaked his thoughts.
    “Gathering physical evidence without being able to hide that we’ve been here is going to be impossible. Won’t disturbing the blood spatter make the FBI suspicious?” He tipped his head in the direction of the body.
    “No problem. Scene’s already compromised.” Ramon explained his plan with his crooked grin. “I let first on scene trash the area before I said anything. I’ll blame it on them being new.”
    “Brilliant.” Dylan pointed to the body. “Max, you finish gathering whatever evidence you need to run tests. We have to work fast and be gone when the FBI gets here and closes down our investigation.”
    The Cajun detective pointed not far from where Max was heading and with a wide white grin, warned him. “One of the new guys threw up over there, so be careful. It’s messy.”
    “Thanks for the heads up.” Max nodded as he opened his test kit. “We can at least identify DNA in her saliva. And since she apparently chewed this dude up and spit him out, I’m on it.”
    A cell phone buzzed and all three men reached for their phones. The local detective put his phone to his ear, turned to Dylan, and silently mouthed, Pack it up. FBI is on their way.
    Why did the news send a quiver of satisfaction through Dylan? Was it because there was a chance he’d get to play with the new psychic?
    “What’s the ETA? Got it.” Ramon tapped off his phone and pointed to Max. “Less than fifteen minutes. Get busy and then clear out.”
    “Right.”
    “You stay out of sight in the alley, Dylan. As a member of our task force and our consultant, I would suggest you show up right after they do. Then they can’t shut you out or complain about you being here at the crime scene.”
    “Good idea. Max, take Garr’s clothes with you.” He pointed to the pile Garr dropped behind one of the headstones. “He can meet up with you, and I’ll join you two, later.”
    Max squatted to gather Garr’s stuff and added them to the duffel bag with the samples he’d taken. “Where do you want to meet up? At the Highland bar you like so well?”
    Dylan snorted. “I thought you were looking for some female action.” He gave the other man a hard glare.
    Max glanced at the dead guy and shuddered.
    T he expression on the young vampire’s face clearly indicated he wasn’t much in the mood for partying after working this scene. Besides, they’d all seen how he reacted to the residual scent of the female demon. Hell, he was still aroused. Until his inner demon calmed down, no human woman