The Alpha Council Chronicles, Book 3
Starved for blood, vampire, Nicholai Peterhof is greatly relieved when two tourists decide to grace his restaurant, but one sip from the pretty brunette and his world is forever turned upside down. Juliette Staint-John is everything he could have asked for in a heartmate; pretty, smart, built with curves in all the right places…and totally unavailable.
Juliette doesn’t want anything to do with the handsome, young-looking Nicholai. As if their differences aren’t enough, the acute grief over the loss of loved ones keeps her heart guarded. He may be her fantasy, but that’s all he can ever be.
To get past Juliette’s defenses and in order to keep her safe, Nicholai must prove himself worthy of her love and trust. Unbeknownst to the couple, her personal demons are not the only ones threatening their relationship. Hiding virtually unseen by the vampires, Demon Royalty plots to destroy not only the couple but the entire vampire breed. Luckily, Nicholai will do anything for Juliette—even if it means sacrificing himself.
“Expecting someone?” Desmond rose to his feet.
Juliette stood and placed a hand on the vampire’s forearm. “It’s probably another flower delivery. I’ll get it.”
Julie went to the door. After threading one hand through Connor’s collar to restrain him, she reached for the knob.
As she opened it, Desmond yelled, “Get back, Julie! I recognized that scent. That is the vampire who attacked you.”
She had only a second to realize Nicholai stood in the doorway before Desmond’s powerful thighs brought him to the door in a single bound.
He grabbed Nicholai’s shirt with one hand, his other made a fist that landed squarely on Nicholai’s jaw.
Nicholai’s head snapped back. Shock took his face. With a mighty push, Nicholai threw Desmond backward across the room into one of the flowery couches. It moved under his weight, crashed into the end table, and the Tiffany lamp tumbled to the floor.
Julie’s eyes went wide. The two men became a blur of motion, bodies flying apart, then back together. She had to concentrate to make out the shapes of hard forms in the powerful whirlwind.
Connor pulled, lunging at the whirling mass. His deep growls and barks added to the chaos as the two males swirled around the living room. They spun around the room like a tornado, moving so fast Juliette’s eyes did not register their kicks and punches. However, she heard bones crunch and the slap of skin while the two exchanged blows.
The furniture that exploded when the blurry mass neared evidenced the fierceness of their battle. Julie watched one piece of furniture after the next burst into pieces. First her delicate coffee table, next the end table where the Tiffany lamp had been, then the rocking chair. When the mass moved toward the antique credenza, Juliette screamed.
Her beautiful roses sprayed about the room. Red petals floated slowly to the floor in surreal contrast to the fast and furious movements of the fighters.
The activity drove Connor to a fevered pitch. She barely kept him out of harm’s way. Wanting to be a part of the action, the dog strained against the hold on his collar.
A body flew toward her, and she jumped sideways to avoid it. As she leapt, something caught her foot and knocked her off balance. She landed on one knee. Unfortunately, the rug provided little padding.
Before she registered who had flown toward her, the two men were a blur again. When Julie stood, she lost her grip on Connor’s collar. To her surprise, the dog did not move. A ridge rose along his back as if he sensed something, something that kept him away from the action.
Power built in the room. It prickled over her skin, making the hairs stand on end. Suddenly a powerful blast sent the two males flying in opposite directions. Desmond came to rest in a crumpled heap inside the fireplace. The bricks deteriorated over his slumped form while Nicholai slammed into the wall and the plaster cocooned around him.
A quick glance between the two assured Julie both were stunned but conscious. She took advantage of the momentary cease-fire and stepped in front of Nicholai.