October 18, 2017 by Valerie Ullmer
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There are two words that described Kai.
Remote and Deadly.
And until six months ago, he was fine with that description. But when the vampire assassin spots a curvaceous woman, a human no less, who would come to fill his thoughts, he would gladly shake his persona for a moment in time with her. Instead, he kept his distance, watching out for her and learning more about her every time their paths crossed. But he had yet to speak to her. When a turn of events thrusts her into his solitary life, he must decide whether to complete his assignment, or protect her.
Olivia Sabin had dedicated her life to her work; finding a cure for cancer. She had hidden behind the mask of a scientist who cares little about anything beyond her laboratory, and for a long while she believed it herself. But when a mysterious man came to frequent the diner she visited nightly, her awareness of him devastated her concentration, and she came to look forward to the glimpses of him, however brief.
When she stumbles upon a horrific experiment at work, she knows he’s the only one she can turn to. She’s willing to sacrifice everything in order to protect him and others of his kind from the same fate. But first, she needs to find a way to get him to hear her explanation.
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He scraped his teeth against her skin, a warning as to what was to come, a split second before his fangs pierced her throat.
His targets always fought, a survival instinct that the humans had, yet rarely used. She was no different. Her fists pounded against his chest, and he barely felt it. Her blood, although he expected a sweetness to it, had a horrid metallic taste that he hated. Her heartbeat fluttered in her chest, and her arms gave out before her body sagged against his. With one final beat of her heart, any sounds from her ceased, and he released her.
Although her blood gave him strength, the taste of those he killed had worsened over the years, and he could barely stand to drain them dry. In this case, he used her desire to his advantage. The taste would dissipate soon, he hoped.
He leaned the dead spy against the wall, pulled out his cell, and dialed.
“Yeah,” came the answer.
“Target eliminated.” His disgust must have traveled through the line.
“What happened?” Amusement in the voice.
“She tried to seduce me, and stole a bio agent. Need a cleaner and hazard.”
“They are on their way.” And with that Ghost, his boss, hung up.
It had taken the hazard team less time to arrive, so when they picked up the package, he asked them to stay with the target until the other team arrived. When the team had started blocking off the area, he disappeared into the shadows.
When he cleared the outskirts of town, he blurred into motion as he sprinted toward his mountain home.
There was a restlessness about him that couldn’t be explained. It had nothing to do with the target who tried to seduce him, but he felt as though something would soon change in his life. The panoramic view of the Rocky Mountains and the picturesque lights of the small enclave of Snowfall, Colorado never failed to relax him, but yet he continued his anxious movements.
That was the moment he spotted her from the corner of his eye.
Her mass of cascading dark, curly hair bounced against the burgundy mid-length trench coat wrapped tightly around her to ward off the chill of the late September night. But with her head tilted down, he was unable to see her face. Even from the distance of over two hundred yards, he could hear her mumbling to herself. As hard as he listened, he couldn’t quite make out the words. The coat did nothing to cover her curves hidden underneath, and he found himself enthralled by the sway of her hips. His gaze traveled down her curvy body, and his groin tightened with every step she took.
Before he could contemplate his actions, he leapt from the deck and flew down the mountain, stopping when he stood, hidden in the darkness, a few feet from her. He forced himself to widen the distance between them, and started trailing her.
Experience and his enhanced senses kept him out of sight from her and the others who ventured out on the cold night. He soon found that she was so absorbed in whatever happened to be on her mind that he could have stood right in front of her, and she would’ve ignored him and kept walking.
He trailed her as she closed in on the diner on the corner, learning that the small eatery was her destination on most nights. She chose that moment to brush her long hair out of her face. With that tiny movement, her fragrance of lemongrass and green apple drifted back toward him. A low snarl erupted from his throat as his body stiffened in shock; the unexpected reaction to her scent was so fierce, he was torn between his instant desire for her and self-preservation. The sound he hadn’t managed to smother must’ve reached her, because her head turned toward him and her brows drew down in confusion. A split second before her eyes landed on where he stood, he stepped back, pissed at his infinitesimal loss of control. A silent sigh of relief passed his lips as she shook her head, not able to spot in him the dark, and continued on her way.