Page 65 of Night Sector

Is he saying Fritz helped him live?I frowned inside.That can’t be possible.

Fritz wouldneverhelp Fare. He hated vampires. That was why Seamus had asked Fritz come with him to help clean up Fare’s vampire nest.

There’d been an Alpha informant working with Seamus to take down a vampire operation in Greenland, prior to the Infection. That informant and Seamus’s interest in squashing the vampire nest were the two reasons I’d been able to kill Fare.

The informant had given me the knife.

Seamus had then stepped in to clean up the nest.

And Fritz had taken me to the Sanctuary.

That was how we’d met. It was also how I’d met Quinn. The three of us had become immediate friends.

So why is Fare implying that Fritz helped him?

“I forgot how emotional your eyes are,” Fare mused, drawing my attention back to where he knelt at the foot of the bed. “No matter how deep my compulsion goes, your true feelings shine in those green irises of yours.”

I really hoped that was true. Because that meant he could see my hatred.

“So confused and frightened,” he continued. “So angry, too. I suppose I would be as well if I found out my best friend had been lying to me for a hundred-plus years.”

He paused then, his expression thoughtful.

“Actually, no. I’d just find it amusing. Especially in your case. It’s not like he had a choice.” His cold fingers found my ankle and started tracing a path upward. “Seamus is really the one you should blame. He should never have left little Fritzy boy behind.”

His chilling touch reached my calf, stirring goose bumps along my skin.So cold. Like ice.

“His mind was easy to reach.” Those lips curled once more. “So feeble and pliable. With Seamus, I hadn’t stood a chance thanks to your little betrayal. But Fritzy boy? Oh, he was so easy to compel, even while incapacitated. It was the start of a beautiful friendship, really.”

Fare sighed, his expression wistful.

It wasn’t real, though. None of his emotions were. Fare didn’t feel anything other than pleasure in life. And that pleasure usually came at the expense of others.

“He’s probably dead now.” He shrugged. “Now that I have you back, I no longer need him.” His red eyes met mine once more. “See, I got rid of all my distractions for you. Consider it a grand gesture of my devotion tous.”

My stomach churned.Fritz… is dead?

No, Fare had said Fritz wasprobablydead.

Which meant he might still be alive.

“I want to give you all my focus, pet. Everything I am.” His palm flattened against my thigh. “We have so much catching up to do.”

My heart stopped beating.

“Now, where shall I bite you?” he asked thoughtfully. “Decisions, decisions.”

My wolf growled inside, not at all keen on feeling his teeth in our skin. But my vampire… my vampire half whimpered. She craved her Alpha’s bite. His venom. The way it would make us feel.

Because he compelled me to want it. Tocraveit.

And it was working.

Just not on my inner beast. She refused. She had another Alpha she submitted to, not this feral being before us now.

My wolf was leashed to my sanity, grounding me when I would have otherwise drowned.

It left me feeling conflicted. More confused than ever.Furious.