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Story: The Vampire's Soul

“That’s insane.” Mack shook his head, watching Ella’s feet carefully.

“And yet...Brianna, get your hot damn ass over here right now,” Craig called out once more.

Ella’s sparkling gaze found Mack’s across the room and, as if she’d been busted doing something illegal, she froze.

Oh, shit.

A shot of electricity sliced through his body as her sexy mouth fell open. The rest happened fast. Ella’s arms flung into the air and a squeak escaped as she began to fall.

Mack teleported across the bar, landing on the top of the bar in a crouch, and scooped her into his arms.

Then leaped to the ground.

When he straightened with Ella’s arms looped around his neck, a roar went up in celebration.

“Well, he’s fucked.” He heard Brayden say and glanced over to see the prince standing in the doorway.

“Another one bites the dust.” Oliver nodded.

Goddamn it. No.

Ella could only be his friend, and having the entire fucking castle rally around to watch him fall and bond with her was the opposite of what he needed right now.

She was here so he could protect her.

Not bond and infect her with the wolf DNA.

Surely the SLCs could understand that.

“Told ya, girlfriend.” Brianna high-fived Madison and they began exchanging money.

“The fuck, Ella?” He grumbled, as she hiccuped. For a vampire to get drunk, they had to consume quite a bit, and fast.

“We were just having fun, Mack-a-roonie. They gave me some of that new juice that gets vampires drunk.” Ella rubbed her fingers over his whiskers, and his cock swelled further. “You’re so pretty.”

Jesus.

“I’m not pretty. I’m a warrior,” Mack muttered, shooting his fellow males a nod as he strode out of the bar. “And I’m taking you home.”

“Wait. I need to pee.” Ella tensed in his arms.

Shit.

“Do not piss on me.”

“Mack Mazzini.” She slapped his chest. “Don’t be gross.”

God’s sakes.

“Hang on.” He stopped, focused on his apartment—a requirement when teleporting—and took them both there.

A bad move, but he didn’t have a choice. Mother Nature had called and there was no way he was taking her to the ladies room. The females would kidnap her again.

As Mack placed her back on the floor, Ella wobbled.

Grabbing her hips, he turned her toward the bathroom and patted her bottom before he knew what he was doing. Lust plowed through him as his wolf began scratching to get his paws on her.

Ella glanced over her shoulder at his hand and grinned playfully.