Page 66 of Night Sector

My head spun, delirious from my internal fight and overwhelmed by what Fare had just revealed.

He was alive because Fritz had never burned his remains.

He’s been compelling Fritz.

Is that how Fare found me?

How long has this been going on?

If Fare had access to Fritz, then why did he just now come for me? Why not before?

Something wasn’t adding up. Maybe his hold on Fritz had been flawed? Not as strong as he’d needed it to be?

Similar to how I feel now?

Because while my vampire side was an obedient mess, my wolf was too pissed off to submit.

“Fascinating,” Fare whispered, his touch having paused near the apex between my thighs. “You’re fighting my compulsion.”

He cocked his head to the side, his lips curling once more.

“Oh, this just adds a new flavor to our reunion, pet. I love it. How kind of you to spice things up for us.” He slapped the sensitive flesh between my legs, causing me to yelp in response.

It fucking burned.

And it was nothing compared to what I knew he had in store.

A fact he drove home by sliding off the bed.

“A bite isn’t going to be enough. We need something to speed things along.” He disappeared from view, not necessarily teleporting, just walking away from where I lay frozen on the mattress.

Because he’d told me not to move.

But maybe I can break the hold,I wondered.

He’d said he could feel me fighting his compulsion. Perhaps I wasn’t as helpless as I’d originally thought?

“Ah, here we are.” The touch of excitement in his voice had my veins icing over.

I knew that tone too well.

Feared it.

Hatedit.

Because pain always followed.

“This should help move things along quite nicely,” he continued as he sat beside me on the bed. “See, my pet? I’ve been preparing for you.”

He clasped my chin with two fingers and tilted my face toward him.

My breath stilled.

A syringe.

He was going to drug me with vampire venom.

It would push me into a heat-like state, maybe even a real estrus.