“Hey baby,” Lauren says with a sly, seductive grin.

“What do you want?” I ask her, and she stops, sighing heavily as she places her hand on her waist.

“What? No, I’ve missed you. How was death?” She asks in a snarky tone.

I lick my lips in annoyance, looking over my shoulder at Melody, who is clearly confused.

“If you are a vampire, then you are still dead.” I remind her and she makes a face while nodding her head.

“Well, only partially a vampire.” She corrects me.

“Leave.” I grit out.

“Or what? You will kill me again? Sorry sweetheart, you don’t scare me anymore.” She shrugs. “I am here for Giselle.

“Giselle is not here,” I scoff, and she chuckles, her laughter dark and lacking humor.

“I am here on her behalf,”

I look to the water, making sure my emotions are masked from Colette in order to keep her away and safe.

Is she out there? Your water mate?” Lauren asks, following my eyes.

“That’s none of your damn business,” Melody scowls and Lauren rolls her eyes.

“Shut up, you oversized punching bag!” she clips out. “The royals are discussing things.”

I snort a laugh and shake my head.

“You aren’t a royal.”

I am

Luna, and you WERE mated to Johannes. Now you are an unwanted

blood red and her fangs come out as her face grows hairy,

arms morph into darker muscles before she

I have fought many beasts, more recently a fucking dragon. A hairy vampire doesn’t inspire fear

war will end before it kicks off if you allow me to take Colette.” She says, her voice

my dead, fucking body.” I

skin and my snout

First my parents, then my attempt at revenge, and now she demands

stumbling back before falling on

“Best to run along before I kill this sorry sap. Don’t worry. I promise to find

lift my arm, pointing to the water, trying to convey the message to get her ass where Lauren will likely not go. Then, without

through her soft abdomen like a heated knife through butter. Lauren hisses as she takes a step back, her legs bending

She growls as she circles me, looking for

way to attack me where I won’t be prepared. My back, though exposed, would be expected, and coming at me from the sides or front would make her an easier target. Lauren doesn’t play

So when she leaves my line of sight for a millisecond, I drop to my knees and spin, driving my claws up as she leaps at me. I catch her under the chin,

my impaling fingers and throws herself back away from me. Blood pours down her neck, dripping onto her black low cut top.

my new shirt.”

I just choose to glare. If I could speak, I would tell her she is a worse fighter now, then she was when she was my mate.. Lauren never bothered to learn to carry her weight as a pack member or a Luna.

normal lycan or wolf. But she isn’t a normal anything, and it would serve

up and tries to grab hold of my head. My hands drive through her stomach and out her back as she slides down onto my forearm from the force of her own weight. I throw my head into her face, cracking my hard forehead into her

teeth into my neck. I grunt, trying to force her off as she sinks her nails into my back,

feeling spreading through my skin like a spider placing their venom in my bloodstream. I know I am in trouble, the way my strike seems to do

jolt and I slip my legs under

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